Tyr returned to the battle to see it had already been decided, the two remaining orcs already had their dancing partners and it would be rude to interrupt. Seeing Harried squirming on the ground Tyr grabbed his axe and cut her remaining bonds. With an exasperated huff Tyr trundled over to a stump the orcs must have been using as a chair and begun tending his broken knuckles. Tyr wasn't stupid enough to remove his armour, he knew more orcs could be coming and wasn't going to give the swine an easy target.