“The young hero, albeit wounded and with unsteady hands, was still fighting his war against those long-limbed monsters. Somehow, even if his party had been outsmarted many a few times (and even outmanned when the other young guy with the funny accent simply refused to attack the enemy), there was still a chance to bring down those black clad monstrosities and to climb further up the Mountain of Standings, very far from the dreaded Pit of Tank.
“Help me! I need magical assistance here!” shouted the valiant son of Rowan, faced by two foes.