Knowing they had, at most 2 days, the party pressed onward, hoping to reach the battlefield before the outbreak of war. Pushing themselves harder than ever before, they ran on. Ekeraath carried the weakened Varis, Leenia and Mara using
their knowledge of nature to find the easiest, quickest trails, Rudy climbing trees, trying to determine the correct direction, even Alexander's knowledge of history played a part in attempting to figure out where the battle would be fought.
With complete and utter exhaustion setting in, the party crested a hill and the battlefield was before them. On one side, Dragonborn, the other, Elves. In the center of the field, they could see Scion Nadarr, and King Adran, locked in hand to hand combat. Neither seemed to have the advantage and everyone on the field was awaiting the outcome of the fight.
Reinvigorated by the scene in front of them, they heroes raced down the hill, hoping to stop the leaders from injuring each other. Halfway down the hill, Nadarr landed a massive blow with his axe that shattered the shield of Adran and left the King's arm limp and useless. As the party continued their marathon down the hill, doing everything they could to get the attention of the 2 combatants, the King landed a slashing blow to Nadarr's mid section, drawing blood.
Finally, Rudy made it down the hill and knowing what was at stake, threw himself into the two gladiators, knocking them both over and taking a fair number of bumps himself.
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