Incredible Izdubar and the Fortress Unvanquishable, Save for Sacnoth.

Izdubar can be seen walking alone throughout the land between the two rivers. He is alone, for the fellowship has been disbanded; ever since Tharagavverug. And now, a third river runs through the lands - a river of pure liquified treasure.

Izdubar has not gotten over the lost of his dear friend, and the wind now sang a song in his honor;

The prince walks alone. The warrior walks alone. The tormented one walks alone. And his path is filled with ever more peril.

But Izdubar is not as alone as one might think. For on his back is Sacnoth. And the eye of Sacnoth is ever burning a bright blue.

Izdubar halted, as an Alû-Abzû stood before him.

The Alû-Abzû glared, as the wind made Izdubar's cloak and hood dance.

The sound of Sacnoth leaving its sheath could now be heard.

The Alû-Abzû noticed the cold eyes of Izdubar.

The creature charged, as Izdubar stood his ground.

Two seconds later.

Two sounds could now be heard.

One, was the sound of the Alû-Abzû's body hitting the ground.

And the other was the Alû-Abzû's severed head hitting the ground.

Sacnoth was put back into its sheath, and Izdubar now continued walking towards the Golden Dragon City, which is the same city; which Mr. Sladden saw through his Wonderful Window.

The inhabitants of the Golden Dragon City are the Kith of the Elf-Folk. They are the children of elves and dragons. Which means; that they have both elven and draconic features.

Izdubar passed the many beautiful dragon-elves.

" You look like you have been through hell, " said a calm voice.

Izdubar looked, and saw that the voice belonged to a hooded woman. He also saw that the woman had what appeared to be a knife in her right hand.

Izdubar now continued walking.

" Pussy "

Izdubar stopped.

" Is there a problem? " he asked.

The woman's knife now grew in size; becoming a great sword.

" My " said the woman, impressed; " it seems you want to kill me " said the woman with a smile, as she stood up.

The woman now took off her hood.

" You are not a Kith " said Izdubar, surprised.

The woman had deep blue eyes, and her long hair was like a river of gold.

" The name is Móðguðr. And this " said Móðguðr, as she held her sword high; " is Muddur-Mjölnir "

" A goddess, " said Izdubar, surprised.

Móðguðr now pointed her sword towards Izdubar.

" My weapon grows in size; depending on the threat of my enemy - Móðguðr smiled, as she continued; " you must be quite the threat for it to grow to a sword "

Izdubar was quiet.

Móðguðr now took a battle stance, as Izdubar drew forth Sacnoth.

Móðguðr noticed the eye of Sacnoth.

" Interesting " she said, as the battle began.

The nearby Kith looked on, as Izdubar and Móðguðr both showed mastery of the sword.

Izdubar managed to pin Móðguðr down to the ground.

Móðguðr looked up at the blue eyes of Izdubar and Sacnoth.

Móðguðr grinned.

" What? " said Izdubar, confused.

" Did you forget the Mjölnir part of my sword? "

Thunder roared, as Izdubar was hit with lightning.

Móðguðr got back on her feet, as Izdubar was on his knees - smoke coming off his body.

Móðguðr took a step forward, but that was when she took two steps back, as Izdubar got back up.

" That tickled, " said Izdubar with a smile.

Móðguðr smiled. She now felt that her weapon transformed back into a knife.

Móðguðr looked at her weapon, she then looked at Izdubar.

" You don't mean to kill me, anymore? "

Izdubar looked at her. He then put Sacnoth back into its sheath.

" Thank you, " said Izdubar.

" For what? " said Móðguðr, surprised and confused.

" I haven't smiled in months "

Móðguðr was taken aback by those words.

All the Kith now went about their day, as Izdubar walked towards the castle.

Móðguðr followed him.

Izdubar entered the throne room, and that was when he saw her - Queen Lirazel.

Izdubar had seen many beautiful things in his life, but the queen… she left him at a loss for words… and I am sorry, dear reader… There are no words, in any language, which I can use to describe her incredible and sublime beauty.

Even Sacnoth could not take its eye off her.

" Slayer of Tharagavverug, and wielder of Sacnoth " said Queen Lirazel in the loveliest voice; " your reputation precedes you "

The queen now stood up from her throne. Both her golden hair, and silkened dress, were gently flying, as she walked towards Izdubar.

Izdubar had to take a few steps backwards, for the queen was that overwhelming.

Queen Lirazel now held Izdubar in place with her emerald eyes.

" Tell me, demi-god " said the queen, as she gently raised her smooth hand up towards Izdubar's face; " what is it that you desire? "

These words could now be heard echoing throughout Izdubar's mind;

" Do not say you! "

" Do not say you!! "

" DO NOT SAY YOU!!! "

The queen smiled, as her milky skin positively glowed.

Izdubar now pinched his thigh, and the pain helped him regain control and focus.

Izdubar took a few steps back. And after whipping his sweaty forehead. Izdubar cleared his throat, and then said;

" Where can I find Gaznak? "

A surprised look befell the queen's fair face.

" Why do you seek him? " asked the queen.

" I have heard that only Sacnoth, my sword, can banish the evil; which is Gaznak "

" You have heard correctly " said Queen Lirazel, as she sat back down on her throne.

The queen looked into Izdubar's eyes.

" Your soul is in pain "

Izdubar was quiet.

" You have not allowed yourself to mourn "

Those words seemed to anger Izdubar, but the queen's beauty quickly calmed him down.

" I need something to take my mind of things "

" Is that what Gaznak is? A distraction from processing your emotions? " said the queen, amused.

Izdubar did not meet her eyes.

" I see "

The queen let out a sigh.

" I do not know where the Fortress Unvanquishable is located. So, leave instead with this wisdom "

Izdubar looked up at the queen.

Queen Lirazel smiled warmly, as she said;

" Do not be too hard on yourself "

" Where are you going? " said Móðguðr, as Izdubar exited the castle.

" To Erlathdronion "

" Earth's Wonder " said Móðguðr, excitedly; " do you mind if I tag along? "

" Do as thou wilt "

Móðguðr giggled.

The two of them were now heading towards Erlathdronion, Earth's Wonder, which is ruled by the Desert King.

Izdubar noticed that Móðguðr was struggling a bit with the heat.

" My body is not designed for this extreme heat " said Móðguðr, as she noticed Izdubar's concerned look.

Izdubar kept looking at her.

" See something you like? " said Móðguðr with a sexy-smirk.

Izdubar looked on, as sweat ran down Móðguðr's fine toned body. He saw how the sun made her fair hair glow. And her blue eyes were a welcomed sight within this land of caramel sand.

Móðguðr now coughed; because of her dry throat.

Before Móðguðr could reach for her water bottle, Izdubar held out his own towards her.

Móðguðr looked at him, surprised.

" Thank you " said Móðguðr, as she accepted his kindness.

The two of them could now sense that the sand was moving.

Móðguðr now noticed that Muddur-Mjölnir had grown to the size of a sword, and Izdubar noticed the eye of Sacnoth showing that a threat was coming.

The two of them jumped out of the way, as something came bursting out of the desert.

Izdubar quickly pulled out Sacnoth, and blocked the blow of a massive axe.

" An Ubaid-Lizard Warrior… " said Izdubar, surprised.

The Ubaid-Lizard Warrior now sent Izdubar flying with his tail.

Móðguðr quickly caught Izdubar.

" Do you know him? " asked Móðguðr.

" I do not know this Ubaid-Lizard Warrior " said Izdubar, as he got back up on his feet.

Izdubar and Móðguðr both noticed the many scars of the warrior. They also noticed the bloodthirsty eyes, as the Ubaid-Lizard Warrior looked upon them both eagerly.

The colossal creature now introduced himself;

" I am Immortal Osama. And I shall now add you both to my killcount "

Móðguðr smiled. She then said;

" I have always wanted some lizard skin boots "

" Immortal Osama… " said Izdubar, quietly, as he remembered Saragoza mentioning someone by that name; " The Rogue Ubaid-Lizard Warrior… " said Izdubar, as it dawned on him.

" At your killing " said Osama, as he bowed with a devilish grin.

Izdubar noticed the bloody and worn out axe.

" How many? " he asked with a glare.

" I lost count at 80 "

Izdubar drew forth Sacnoth.

Osama laughed.

" This will be fun "

As Osama had said that. The desert started to move again.

" That wasn't me… " said Osama, confused.

Izdubar and Móðguðr both looked on, as a Sand Striker came bursting out of the sand; and devoured the not so Immortal Osama, hole.

" We went from an overgrown lizard, to an overgrown what the hell that is? " said Móðguðr, as the humongous Sand Striker cast a shadow over the two of them.

Móðguðr looked on, as her weapon returned to the size of a knife.

" The hell? " said Móðguðr, surprised; " this is clearly a threat! "

" No, it is not, " said a voice from the air itself.

Izdubar and Móðguðr both looked on as sand started to take shape. The sand became a beautiful woman - The Lady of the Desert, The Lady of Uruk; Ninsun.

" Grandmother… " said Izdubar, as he ran into Ninsun's embrace.

" My beloved grandchild, " said Ninsun, lovingly.

Ninsun is the Lady of the Desert, and her husband; Lugalbanda, is the Desert King, and the king of Erlathdronion.

(A little about the Desert King's powers, and the creatures under his command. Lugalbanda wields the power over Simooms and Dust Devils. And the creatures under his command are as follows; Olgoi-khorkhoi - The Death Worm, Were-Worms, Sand Strikers, The Shamir Worm, Sandworms from Dune, Sinkhole Sam, Stoor Worm, and The Indus Worm. He also commands the many Djinn of Rig-e Jinn. Ninsun too, commands some of these creatures.)

Izdubar and Móðguðr had both arrived within the palace of Erlathdronion, where they were welcomed with open arms by Lugalbanda. Lugalbanda wished to talk much with his grandson, but he first decided that Izdubar needed a bath and then some rest.

Móðguðr, in the meantime, decided to explore. She went to the many exquisite gardens. She then went around the halls of the palace.

Móðguðr walked past a room, but the room she walked past was the bathing room.

Móðguðr stood silent as Izdubar undressed.

She noticed the tanned-toned body. The broad shoulders. The long red hair, but unlike Móðguðr, Izdubar's blue eyes were dim.

" May I cut it? " asked Móðguðr, as she held some of Izdubar's long hair.

The sound of scissors could be heard cutting.

" Done. " said Móðguðr, as the ground was red from Izdubar's hair.

" Thank you, " said Izdubar, quietly.

He stood up, and was about to leave, but that was when Móðguðr held him back.

Within the dimly lit room. Izdubar noticed her rose lips. Her gleaming skin. Her light breathing, and her glowing blue eyes.

The two of them leaned closer and closer. And Izdubar finally allowed himself something, which he had denied himself for months. Izdubar allowed himself to feel, as the night was the best time for love.

Izdubar awoke as the light kissed his face.

He looked to his side and saw the fair face of Móðguðr.

Izdubar smiled as he pushed some of her hair to the side.

" Morning " said Móðguðr, as she awoke, her voice like the singing of the morning birds.

" Good morning " said Izdubar, as he had still allowed himself to feel.

Izdubar clothed himself, as Móðguðr decided to sleep in.

Izdubar walked through the many mighty corridors of the palace. He saw many flowers, gentle animals, and beauty as far as the eye could see.

" My grandchild, " said Lugalbanda.

" Grandfather, " said Izdubar with a bow.

The two of them now walked through one of the many gardens.

" What seems to be on your mind? " asked Lugalbanda, as Izdubar seemed troubled.

" I am looking for the Fortress Unvanquishable "

Lugalbanda paused as he looked at Izdubar.

" What for? " he asked.

" I mean to defeat Gaznak "

Lugalbanda noticed Sacnoth; which never left Izdubar's side.

" I see, " said Lugalbanda, calmly.

The two of them walked in silence for a bit.

" Grandfather- "

" Come " said Lugalbanda with a gentle smile; " breakfast is ready "

The two of them entered the large and decorated hall, where a table filled with food and drink was laid before them.

Izdubar looked on as sand gathered, and a second later; there stood Ninsun in all her glorious beauty.

The two of them smiled towards one another.

The three of them sat down, and that was when Móðguðr entered; wrapped only in a white sheet.

Izdubar just looked at Móðguðr, as she sat down to eat.

" What? It is comfortable, and it is too damn hot for any clothes, " said Móðguðr, casually.

Izdubar sighed lightly, as Lugalbanda and Ninsun both giggled faintly.

Time passed with eating and drinking. And that was when Izdubar finally asked;

" Where is the Fortress Unvanquishable? "

Ninsun and Lugalbanda were both quiet, as Móðguðr kept on eating.

" We can not give you the answer, " they both said.

" Why not? " protested Izdubar.

" If you want a fight that badly " said Móðguðr; " let us take down the Six Headed Chief at Kurul Castle "

Izdubar just looked at Móðguðr.

" That is a wonderful idea, " said Lugalbanda, joyfully.

" But- "

" My dear grandchild " said Ninsun, lovingly; " take comfort in this; you will find the Fortress Unvanquishable, but it is not us who will guide you there "

Izdubar saw that it was pointless, so the time passed with other topics.

A few days went by, and the two lovers were now ready to leave.

As Izdubar and Móðguðr were both departing, Ninsun sang the following song in Sumerian;

" Brave is he - my dear grandchild. A heavy heart beats within his chest. Like my son, he lost a dear friend. Like my son, he must find solace in battle… will my family never know stability… "

Ninsun's body now vanished into a cloud of sand.

The night was quiet. The sand was calm. The wind was gentle. And the campfire's light was soft.

Móðguðr slowly opened her eyes, for Izdubar had the first watch.

Móðguðr focused her eyes, for she did not believe what she saw. Izdubar was looking into the bright blue burning eye of Sacnoth.

Móðguðr could swear that she heard a faint whisper coming from the eye.

" You good? "

Izdubar snapped back to reality.

" I'm good, " he said.

Móðguðr got up, for it was almost sunrise.

She walked over, and sat beside Izdubar; who looked tired.

" Are you tired? " she asked.

" Well, no. And yes. "

Móðguðr just giggled, as she realized that Izdubar was in a humorous mood.

The two of them just sat there. Looking on, as the sun arose.

" Let us go " said Izdubar, as Móðguðr's head fell towards the ground - for she was resting it on Izdubar's shoulder.

" Prick, " said Móðguðr with a smile.

The two of them now saw it. Kurul Castle atop a mighty hill.

The two of them walked up to the gate, where a handsome woman stood guard.

" Wow " said Móðguðr, impressed.

Izdubar just looked at the warrior.

" A Cambion? " said Izdubar, as he noticed the horns, wings, and tail.

" Hold, " said the warrior woman; " what business do you have here? "

" We wish to fight the Six Headed Chief, but first; allow us the honor of knowing your name " said Móðguðr with a smile.

" Cybele " said the warrior woman with a smile, which made both Izdubar and Móðguðr weak in the knees.

Izdubar now tried to pass Cybele, but she held him back by the shoulder.

" You must pass through me first, " said Cybele the Cambion.

Izdubar continued to walk, and before Cybele could strike; Móðguðr got in her way.

" Sorry, sexy, but you and I are going to tango, " said Móðguðr with a badass smile.

As the two of them were "tangoing", Izdubar entered the castle.

He walked through the large corridors, till he reached the large throne room.

And there sat the Six Headed Chief - a mighty warrior with six heads(the chief kinda looks like a mini Hecatoncheires).

All the Chief's eyes were upon the one eye of Sacnoth.

The Chief was about to say something, but that was when all his ears caught the faint hint of a whisper.

" The sword speaks to you " said the Six Headed Chief with six voices.

Izdubar was quiet.

" What does it say? "

Izdubar smiled.

" It says that you do not have enough hands for all those dicks "

For the Six Headed Chief had only two arms.

Izdubar now had six glares upon him.

The Six Headed Chief arose - a mighty and towering figure.

The Chief grabbed hold of his swords, as Izdubar drew forth Sacnoth.

The Chief charged, but that was when Izdubar ducked between his broad legs.

Izdubar slashed at the Chief's back. The Chief cried out. Back and forth they went, till one of the Chief's heads grabbed Sacnoth's blade with his mouth.

" What now? " said the Chief, mockingly, as Izdubar was wide open for an attack.

But the Chief boasted too quickly, for Izdubar freed his sword by kneeing the face.

Izdubar dodged the Chief's attack. He then finished the Chief off; by piercing the Chief's one heart.

" What does your sword say now? "

" It says; that you were a worthy opponent "

The Six Headed Chief snickered.

All the eyes of the Six Headed Chief now closed, as the Chief was now dead.

Both Móðguðr and Cybele entered the throne room.

Cybele noticed her dead chief, but Móðguðr noticed that Izdubar did not look satisfied.

Izdubar looked at Cybele and asked;

" Do you know where the Fortress Unvanquishable lies? "

All was quiet, for Izdubar and Móðguðr both expected a no. Which they got, but Cybele then said;

" But I know someone who does "

Izdubar, Móðguðr, and Cybele were all traveling together, for Cybele had promised them both to take them to speak with Old Man Willows.

" He is both ancient and smart, " said Cybele.

" And he knows where the Fortress Unvanquishable is located? " asked Izdubar.

Cybele nodded.

Móðguðr noticed the excited eyes of both Izdubar and Sacnoth.

" What was that? " said Cybele.

Everyone heightened their senses.

The wind had an eerie sound. The weather felt worried, and the ground was shaking.

Izdubar noticed two large horns slowly coming out of the sand.

Móðguðr and Cybele noticed them too.

They now noticed the tip of two ears. The forehead was now visible. And they all shuddered, as two goat-glaring eyes were upon them.

The creature came bursting out from the sand.

" It is HUGE! " yelled Móðguðr.

" What the hell is up with its right arm? " asked Cybele.

Izdubar drew forth Sacnoth.

The group had now encountered Alû-Amalthaea - a goat-minotaur. And to answer Cybele's question; Alû-Amalthaea's right arm is similar to the right arm of a Pistol Shrimp. That is right, this goat-minotaur has a gun(similar to how the Alû-Aqrabuamelu also has the right arm of a Pistol Shrimp. But the Alû-Aqrabuamelu are usually friendly and helpful).

Everyone jumped out of the way, as Alû-Amalthaea charged. Everyone - except for Cybele. Cybele grabbed the bull- I mean; goat, by the horns.

Cybele held the creature in place, as both Izdubar and Móðguðr wounded the beast.

Alû-Amalthaea howled in pain. The Goataur(Goat-Minotaur) threw Cybele into the air, but she has wings; so don't worry. Izdubar and Móðguðr were both kicked back by the creature's hooves.

Izdubar looked on in horror, as Alû-Amalthaea aimed its Pistol Shrimp Arm at Móðguðr.

The shot was fired, but Móðguðr was not hit; for Izdubar managed to slice the shot in two using Sacnoth. You heard right, ladies and gentleman. Izdubar managed to slice a bubble-bullet in two.

Cybele pulled out her sword. She flew down towards the creature, and now buried her sword into Alû-Amalthaea's skull. The Goataur died instantly.

" Are you okay? " asked Izdubar, as he helped Móðguðr up.

" That was impressive, " said Móðguðr, awe-stricken.

Izdubar smiled, as he would do more such wonders for Móðguðr.

Cybele smiled, as she shook her head at the sight of the two love birds.

" Who would have thought that a forest existed in a desert? " said Móðguðr, as they were all walking within the Old Man's Forest.

" Where is Old Man Willows? " asked Izdubar, as Cybele was leading the way.

With a smile, Cybele said;

" All around you "

Izdubar thought for a moment, he then said;

" He is the forest? "

Cybele looked at him with a smile.

Suddenly, the whole forest now seemed to be moving.

" He has found us, " said Cybele, as the ground started to shake.

Seconds later. A large humanoid tree-man appeared before the group.

Móðguðr had only this to say;

" That is a majestic leaf-beard "

" Don't you mean; Treebeard? " said Cybele with a smile.

" Nice reference, " said Izdubar.

The towering figure; which was Old Man Willows,

bend down to get a better look at everyone.

The Old Man of the Forest now noticed Cybele.

" Dear friend " said Old Man Willows with a hollow and echoing voice.

Cybele smiled warmly at Old Man Willows.

Old Man Willows now noticed Sacnoth at Izdubar's back.

" I have not seen that burning bright eye in years, not since my dear and old friend - King Gareus last visited my home "

" May I? " asked Old Man Willows, as he held out his tree-hand.

Móðguðr and Cybele both noticed that Izdubar hesitated for a moment.

It now seemed like Izdubar had to force his body to move, as he laid Sacnoth on Old Man Willows' hand.

" Good " said Old Man Willows, as he nodded in approval; " the sword does not have a strong hold on you "

Móðguðr and Cybele both looked horrified while still looking at Izdubar, for they did not understand.

Izdubar was now able to breathe a little more lightly.

Old Man Willows looked into the burning bright blue eye.

" Hmmm " sounded Old Man Willows, as he looked back at Izdubar; " does it speak to you? "

Izdubar hesited, as both Móðguðr and Cybele were looking at him.

" Only in whispers… " he answered.

" Hmmm " sounded the Old Man; " I presume that you have sought me out; in the hopes of finding the Fortress Unvanquishable? "

Izdubar nodded with a sweaty forehead.

" Hmmm "

As Old Man Willows was about to give Sacnoth back. Izdubar quickly grabbed the sword, and returned it to its sheath.

" Hmmm " sounded the Old Man, as he was looking at Izdubar.

Móðguðr had a worried look on her face, for she had never seen Izdubar like this.

" Very well " said Old Man Willows; " I shall tell you where the fortress is located "

As the gang were leaving the forest. Móðguðr asked;

" What does the sword whisper? "

" Kill Gaznak… over and over, again and again… "

Atop the Mighty Mountains, was where the Fortress Unvanquishable was located.

Izdubar giggled.

" What? " said Móðguðr with a smile.

" Nothing " said Izdubar, as they all walked towards the incredibly built fortress.

Everyone now noticed someone standing guard at the gates.

" A woman? " said Cybele, surprised, as the woman looked a lot like her.

" A Drakaina? " said Izdubar, surprised.

" Come to mamma " said Móðguðr, as the woman's beauty was breathtaking.

" Halt " said the woman; " what business do you have here- " the woman stopped short, as she noticed Sacnoth.

" I see, " said the woman with a glare and a smile.

The woman now drew forth her axe, as she now introduced herself;

" My name is Wong Bongerok, loyal servant of Lord Gaznak. And if you wish to fight my master " said Wong Bongerok, as she pointed her large axe towards Izdubar; " your two companions must remain here, to fight me "

" A threesome? " said Móðguðr with a smirk.

Izdubar and Cybele both just looked at her.

The gates now slowly opened from behind Wong Bongerok.

Izdubar looked worried.

" We can take care of ourselves " said Móðguðr, as she drew forth Muddur-Mjölnir, which had grown to the size of a sword.

" We got this " said Cybele, as she drew forth her sword.

Izdubar smiled, as he walked inside the fortress.

" You will find my master atop the Tolkien Tower "

Izdubar was now walking up the steps; towards the top of the Tolkien Tower.

With each step, Izdubar could feel Sacnoth burn with excitement - this was what the sword had been forged for.

Izdubar now saw him, Gaznak sitting on his throne.

Gaznak's whole body was covered in amazing and beautiful crafted armor.(it is said; that Gaznak's armor is made from the black scales of Kur; the Dark Dragon)

Izdubar could not see Gaznak's face, because of Gaznak's helmet, but he knew that Gaznak was looking straight at him.

Gaznak arose, and Izdubar quickly analyzed his armor; looking for a weak spot. But, as Izdubar's eyes reached Gaznak's sword. Izdubar felt horrified and angry, for Gaznak was wielding Rold, the sister-sword of Welleran.

Izdubar felt a burning and sickening sensation within his stomach. His teeth were about to break, for he was gritting them too hard. His brow was knitted in rage, and his whole body could not stop shaking.

Sacnoth whispered once more;

" Kill him "

Gaznak noticed Izdubar's murderous eyes, for the sword had now taken control.

Both fighters drew out their respective swords. An echoing boom could be heard throughout the Tolkien Tower, as both swords came to blow.

Back and forth they went, each warrior giving their all.

One stroke after another, and Gaznak was being forced closer to the edge of the tower.

With a bull-like kick, like Gilgamesh's 2nd ability in Smite, Izdubar had kicked Gaznak through the wall.

Izdubar was standing at the ledge, as Gaznak was falling to the ground.

But, what Izdubar had not noticed, was the fact that Gaznak had a whip.

Gaznak used his whip to grab hold of Izdubar's ankle.

Izdubar had only this to say, before he fell;

" Crapbaskets… "

Two large BOOMS! Could be heard, as Izdubar and Gaznak both hit the ground.

Gaznak tried to get back up, but Izdubar was faster.

Izdubar tackled Gaznak to the ground. He was about to drive Sacnoth through Gaznak's chest, but that was when Rold whispered;

" True courage is about knowing not when to take a life, but when to spare one. " (- Gandalf).

Izdubar could not move, for Rold's voice was just like that of Welleran's voice.

Izdubar's tears now landed on Gaznak's armor.

Gaznak was speechless, as Izdubar held out a helping hand.

Izdubar could feel Sacnoth burn with rage, but he did not care; the pain did not bother him.

Izdubar helped Gaznak up.

Gaznak was a towering fellow, so Izdubar had to look up, when Gaznak said;

" Thank you "

Gaznak now slowly took off his helmet.

And Izdubar had only this to say;

" An elf with a beard, now that is a first "