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Faenor looks with sadness at the fleeing forces of the Enemy, troubled by all the death. He remembers that it was not always so, that he once reveled in carnage and war. He also remembers one who changed him and made him love peace and healing.

"Pull our forces back to the citadel. They may yet attempt another attack." he found himself saying. "We do not have the numbers to face them in open ground, where they have the advantage."

The soldiers, both the newfound allies in the Corsairs and Haradrim and the Dwarves and Elves of the original alliance begin to fall back to a defensive encampment in from of the gates.