As many as twenty or thirty Orc Warriors lie at the feet of Elliom. The blade of his Argalad sword drips with blood. The proud Warrior Elf must gain as much time as possible while his King escapes.

So far he has held back all who have tried to approach the entrance to the passage he guards but now another wave of Orc warriors were approaching. Elliom is determined to cover the retreat of his King, even with his life if need be. He valiantly lifts up Argalad and charges towards his enemies
with fury.