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Reyl grabbed a spear from one of the fallen Companions near her. Her magicka had recovered enough for 1 expert spell.

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Elisiv rejoined the Companions' line, which had spread out into a circular formation so that every Companion could fight side by side instead of being packed behind one another.

This had the benefit of allowing all the human warriors to fight, but made their formation more fragile.

Elisiv studied the landscape of the battle. She counted more than 30 Orcs warriors left standing, as well as a dozen archers on the platforms. There seemed to be only 15 Companions counting her, Reyl and Randagulf. There was also the non-Companions: the 2 Stormhawks, Kal, the Smith and Hans.

Things weren't looking, they were outnumber about 3 to 1 and despite Reyl's help, the other Companions were still falling in battle.

Her father was busy, so she would need to come up with a plan to turn the tide before the battle was lost.

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Kal managed to dodge with her speed and agility, which surprised the Orc.

He stumbled to draw another arrow, but by then Kal had closed the gab between them.

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Hans ran towards the other platforms, trying to reach the archers farther away. He's leave the closest ones to Kal.

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Boruus had recovered from his near death experience at the hands of the Dremora. He was lucky to be alive and attributed his survival to a blessing from Malacath.

As he returned to his senses he looked around at the battle around him. One thing caught his attention, the two humans on the platforms attacking his archers. One in particular caught his eye.

"Impossible, I saw him burn to death." He muttered upon seeing Hans up and about charging at his men.

Bodvar and the other heavy axe wielders broke through the stronghold's main gates. They pushed the broken wood aside and charged in with a wedge formation.

By now some of the reinforcements had arrived and bolstered the three crews to a full 80 men company.

"For Silfrisin!" They yelled, vowing vengeance for the burned Atmoran village.

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Bakel stood firm against the Atmoran charge. "Hold your ground! Malacath is watching! I will have no one running from battle and shaming me!" He yelled to the women.

The archers on the watchtowers fired into the backs of the Companions that entered the stronghold.