Alice had been in her fair share of fights before, she'd even been a part of a Dwarven military operation once (never again!). She knew that staying where she was would ultimately be fruitless, she would be overwhelmed as she tried to stay on her vantage point since the arrows would stop her from being able to properly defend it. Still, she took one last proper look across the unfolding battle before she descended. 

She noticed several of her fellows locked in mortal combat with the foe, noting that Settionne and An-Hasst had made their way to the fighting. She also assessed the impact of her spells. Her nullification field had helped greatly, and she saw barely a soul charge from that area. Her missiles hadn't worked so well insofar. Despite being riderless the giant wolves, or worgs as she gathered by their obvious intelligence and wroth, were still charging towards their intended targets; bounding past and over the other charging Rogs.

She quickly processed that fists aren't the best weapon against a leaping ball of teeth and claws twice your weight, and shouted over the din of battle to Beren [color=royalblue]"You have the little ones, I'll keep those worgs off of you!"[/color] and focused her efforts. Instead of launching the fusillade she had amongst the Worgs before to confuse them, she now focused her energies into single projectiles, easily strong enough to puncture deep into the creatures in unarmoured spots. One by one she began eliminating them, and Beren was doing a good enough job himself against the obviously unprepared Rogs. Likely they thought a man with no weapon would be an easy target (well, she probably would have done as well).

A loud and terrible 'thump!' resounded across the battlefield, catching her attention and many of the Rogs around, though Beren did nothing but take advantage of the situation and continued his mechanical advance through their ranks. Looking over the Rog's heads, she could see that Ursaren had started to gain an advantage over the Troll, and was knocking it back with well delivered blows. She thanked Ragnarok quickly that things were going well, and for a bit of strength to see this through before she had to duck under an arrow. She quickly shot the archer through the neck and laughed at how her god always liked to keep His followers on their toes.

[color=royalblue]"Keep fighting Beren, we're getting there!"[/color] she cried amongst the chaos they found themselves in, though if he had heard her unnecessary statement he showed no sign of it

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