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They were taking the Hobbits to Isengard.
It had seemed an easy job: a horde of Uruk-hai against a bunch of mortals (plus an elf). And yet several of them had perished! That Human really refused to die, despite all those arrows!
“It was a close call!” exclaimed Grazhud when they stopped to rest.
His friend Luftar agreed: “So many of us died!”
“I wonder what other risks await us!”
“As long as we’re together, we have nothing to fear!”
Grazhud smiled, and patted Luftar’s back.
Then he noticed something far away: “Oh, look, there’s a group of Riders approaching…”