The rain had moved on and the night was upon them as they left the camp opposite the valley the enemy camp was placed. Fengdiel walked quietly, her shield firmly strapped to her left arm, her sword, the same she had carried since she turned fifteen hunged by her side and it felt good to feel the swords weight she thought. They reached the camp and splitted to cover two entrances at once, she nodded to Arrow amd left with Rothrian and Thurrin.
The lads had launched their attack as Fiontann said, now it was up to Fengdiel, Thurrin and Rothrian to sweep down from the northen gate and clear a path and meet up with the others in the middle of the camp. "Thats the signal" Rothrian said and the three charged the gate. Fengdiel with her usual approach reached the gate and its guards first, shield and sword rasied as she clashed with the first guard slicing his throat open before she drove her sword into the mans chest, meanwhile Thurrin took care of another and then another, leaving the final one for Fengdiel to kill after sending the man face down on the ground with a force full hit with her shield as she then stuck her sword in his back.
They found Fiontann and the others in the camp as they said, where they fiught for life and death as they got attacked by wave after wave of men, hurling logs at them, luring them into knee deep moats before the logs. But they managed to drive them back, killing them all. Walking around making sure they were dead Fengdiel kicked the bodies and stuck her sword into them. Just after that a man appeared again and a new argument with the man and another one in the company broke out again before the man disappeard behind a wooden wall. They began to look for a weakness in the gate, and finally they found it and stepped inside, only to find more men waiting for them as a new battle broke out , in which Fengdiel for once lost her orientation, it was when it was just four men left she rejoined the battle and sent another two to the ground with her sword.
Then the man appeard again, in full armour and a sword in his hand, words where exchanged and before they knew it the man punched the man they had met the night before and arrows came flying, blocking their path to the two men as other men came at them again with blades but this time Fengdiel did not have luck on her side at the start as she missed to parry a blade with her shield and the blade cut her upper left arms inside open under her armour, Fengdiel screamed in the pain and managed to raise the shield in time to block his blade before she killed him and saved Yorva with a quick sprint that shunted the man facing off with Yorva away as Fengdiel stabbed him several times in rage and a rush of adrenaline not stopping until Yorva gave up a scream as she got hurt. Fengdiel now began to feel her own wound again as the blood slowly sipped down her arm but she did not care.
After a little fight with the man in armour, they were going back to the camp, Fengdiel supported by Rothrian as she had little strength left now. When they reached the camp Fengdiel leant on a tree but fell to the ground, weakened by the wound. Fengdiel applied a bandage herself on her arm and closed her eyes and fell quickly into a form of sleep, troubled by the pain from the wound she had spent little time to clean before she wrapped the bandage around it.
