I was being dragged threw the air in the grasp of the beast that towered over me. My last look back to the wall and at my brother’s face that looked so innocent, but then he ran at the escaping Orcs and sliced them down to the ground. Rapidly stabbing them till there were only rags left, blood splattered all over his face. “Stop” I muttered. Then we descended to the camp and landed out side a tent. I was dropped to the ground. “This is my chance” I muttered spinning around and slicing at the beast’s leg. My plan had backfired; the beast fell on top of me crushing me in to the ground. But still I was alive, but for how long.
We return to the forests again. Our hobbit friend has lost all faith and finds the true meaning of apathy by the end of this chapter. He is taken captive by a band of elves and one human. This chapter suggests that some of his past will be revealed soon.