Thanks to their size, the Brownbear men could easily block the attacks of the enemy soldiers, and they were the only allies emerging victorious from their duels. Byron and the dwarves were desperately trying hold the front line, since if it fell, it would grant the enemy access to the staircases. Increasingly, the dwarves on the ground were climbing up, trying to fill the gaps left by the fallen.
Clarice was using her daggers to great effect, giving her tulvar foes a hard time. Her skills, combined with the elven magic that flowed through her, managed to stop her opponent’s furious attacks. The nalnir fended off their blades, twirling her own and trying to find some weak spot. Another soldier came attacking, and the elf was coping, but like everyone else, she was getting tired. One of the
