Glaurung glided through the air with Borin on his back “There they are” he said exitedly Pointing to a small group of orcs marching through the plains They were in a wasteland nearly no plants grew and you had to be very lucky to find any water. Borin knew the orcs had no chance and he almost felt sorry for them, But he knew the orcs show no mercy and would do the same to him. orcs were the empires weakeast ally but they made up for that in numbers “It’s unusual that there are so few orcs” Borin exlaimed. “Let’s not waste anytime” replied Glaurung and with one mighty flap of his wings they both went racing towards the ground, Glaurung swooped upwards just in time and caught two orcs with his claws he acended upwards only to let them fall to their doom. The rest of the army turned round and fired several arrows towards them, Borin held out his hand and screamed “terugkeer”, A green light emitted from borins hand and struck the arrows forcing them to return to the army.