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"Fine… have it your way…" ~ Muttering under her breath, she followed him briskly, her eyes shooting flames at those who dared to look in their direction ~ "Regroup and prepare for battle!" ~ The steel in her voice ringing in the air.
Aragorn paused momentarily, for just a second ~ She'd make a fine leader, no doubt about that. ~ Uneasiness creeping into his eyes ~ Our men must have a leader; the problem now is, who is the one? ~ Shaking off the disturbing seed of doubt, he nodded affirmatively and barked out his orders as well ~ "We will stand united and overcome the enemy! To arms, my men!" ~ Without waiting for the men to fall in, he hurriedly made his way to the next tent, leaving Ursula to take over.
"Cousin Aragorn! Is it time?" ~ The lithe mage's lilting voice greeted him, instantly soothing his nerves ~ "Good thing I've a number of spells left to release on those detestable creatures." ~ Her face was so serene that he wondered if she had cast a spell upon himself, that he should forever calm down when he set his eyes on her ~ "Yes, it is time, Fantine. How glad I am that you're here." ~ Anxiously continuing as he detected a blush on her cheeks ~ "You know how level-headed you are all the time, and I wish I could always be as steady and dependable as you and Ursula."
She cast him another gentle smile, shaking her head ~ "Do not underestimate yourself, Aragorn. We all have our strengths and weaknesses… but this is not the time to talk about them." ~ Grabbing her quarterstaff, she signalled for him to lead on ~ "Let's hope our enemies have been severely weakened. We need to strike while they're unprepared."
As they emerged from the tent, Ursula joined them, an uneasy smile resting on her lips ~ "Good. We're all ready then." ~ She rested a slightly trembling hand on Aragorn's right shoulder ~ "Your call now, Aragorn."
Gritting his teeth, he nodded grimly and turned to the remaining troops ~ "To battle!"
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