...eress of Azareth dueled with Gothmog,
Dark Lord of Middle Earth. Long would people sing a psalm of that fight. Raven
the fair, who stepped forth to challenge the might of evil. Her blade blocking
each blow from the great black axe, wielded by her foe. Then dodging and
seeking her target and thrusting her sword deep into the molten liquid below
the floating plates that covered Gothmog. She did this thrice and caused him
much pain, roaring and bellowing but he still came on. She threw a spell upon
him, which smothered his flames. The balrog's light died and Gothmog moved not.
Victory was at hand for the battle weary women. She whipped the sweat from her
brows and forehead and dropped her sword to the ground. Gothmog's fury had been
stifled. His orcs now witnessing the defeat of their master routed and ran in
confusion for their lives.But n arrow whined through the air and struck Raven in the thigh. She let
out a gasp of pain and fell to her knees. Then all were horrified as the great
demon moved again. Flames sprang anew from his mane and a great heat filled the
air.Raven stood to her feet and faced Gothmog in defiance. With a bellowing
roar of vengeance Gothmog flung his axe throu...