Lilliastre, you somehow manage to hang on with one arm as you gesture towards the arrow with the other. You have little leeway to make proper preparation, though, and so the spell vanishes from your mind as you push all of its energies into the bolt, which flies out and shatters the arrow in midair, to the clear disappointment of the orc. You can hear his orcish curse from where you are.<br/><br/>With no further incident, you all arrive on the parapet, Brom dropping Valeria down inside the low walls before landing on the edge. From where you are, you see not immediate, obvious way in, though perhaps a way is hidden or elsewhere? In any case, the orcs are still rallying, though, strangely, all the activity is occurring outside. They seem reluctant to go in.