John managed to come back to his senses. He felt blod trickle down his back and he did not have time to check his wounds. He saw the new arrivals and Alyx was ingaged with the troll. Johh rolled and swong his sword upward and gashed the thigh of the tall being. He realized that Alyx had saved his life in a split second. "I got him go flay your arrows. Up on a rise was the helm of the dragon with a large army behind him at a full gallop. A rain of arrows shower down on them from the forest. Lyons was in a full gallop. He yells to Alyx, "Get on." He extends his arm to help him on the back of his horse. The Lord takes the young man to a large group of archers. "You belong here. Good luck." He stops momentarily to let Alyx down. He gallops back across behind lines checking his army.