A human archer next to the elf glanced for a moment to his side, opening his mouth to call her a lier - Though he was slain as an arrow pierced his throat, ending his life.<br/><br/>Given the time spent in battle, the victory was clear, the undead collapsing as the fight went on. Eventually, there was nothing left but piles of undead corpses, and many dead defenders.<br/><br/>Even Baine was dead, dragged to the gates by two warriors... He never made it to the grassy plains...<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>