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| | Falas: Battle On the River Narog |
 | | The arrows of the yrch whistle past as Vollonwe laughs at her, "Aye, Bat, craven you be and craven shall I prove thee!" And launches himself at her, slashing at the mighty undercarriage above his head, Seregros screaming as he slices the air, to drive into the Bat's hellish fur. |
 | | Thuringwethil drops her head, following the elf's move..She flaps the wings heavily moving forward, jostling the elves before her as she swings about..the wings pushing aside all who surround her, turning once again to face Vollonwe. |
 | | Thuringwethil keens as the horses ride down on her, flapping her wings..she lifts..the strokes long..slow.. |
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