Brom could not resist the laugh that swelled up in him as he brought his own blade up to deflect the sword enough for the tip to glance off his helmet with a fresh shower of sparks.<br/><br/>He shifted his grip on his pet, gripping her neck and pulling her against his side as he began to swing his heavier and slower blade at the elf.  But holding her against his side, he was able to use Elandriel as an unwilling living shield.