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Aragorn panted as he quickly brought down another orc. Now with a moment of calm, he knelt beside the elf.
And felt a sharp stabbing pain in his back. Aragorn threw his arm around, catching the orc that had surprised him. More orcs were approaching.
"Gimli! I need some help," Aragorn called quickly. The pain was burning and he could barely turn much less fight.
The dwarf summed up his condition instantly. Not him too…
With renewed energy, Gimli fought to reach his friends using every last maneuver his father had taught him, and every last trick from his friends.