Many riders on horses came swinging with fire and swords into the caves. They made noises so loud, that the caves themselves closed their years. The Samurai monk ran ahead to the incoming raiders. Dwarves! take your position, shouted Borkir. Ilvandir and Buskar stood besides him. Ilkir picked an axe as large as him. The raiders ran into the caves with their swords swinging, charging at the dwarves. Be ready for war! he shouted and stood firmly with the sharp edges of the axe pointing at the raiders....
The raiders surrounded the dwarves and circled them, making sounds of wolves and howling at them. They taunted Borkir and Ilvandir who stood in front of the lines. That is the Boy! they shouted at Ilkir after spotting him. The first raider came and tried to attack Ilkir, who was met by the axe of Ilvandir. This irked the wrath of the raiders and this time a couple of them tried to attacked the boy. Bokrir took down the both of them. The leader of the raider had had enough of it. He went along with four of the other raiders and attacked the boy. Ilvandir, Borkir and Buskar stopped their attacks, but the leader raider was too powerful he pinned them down. While the other dwarves were being attacked by the raiders, Ilvandir looked around and realized that they would not last long. He used all his strength and pinned the leader raider to the ground. He put his axe over his throat and choked him. But then again, the raider was too powerful for him. Ilvandir was thrown to the walls of the caves. He was thrown with such a force that a crack appeared on the walls. The raider then caught both Borkir and Buskar and threw them to the other side. The dwarves were being cornered and outnumbered, as some of them fell. Ilkir was being hurt by the blades of the raiders, his blood dripped on the ground. The dwarves looked around hopeless!
Then suddenly there was a blast through the top of the caves, and in came flying Tyrin, the flying dwarf. Everyone was baffled seeing the return of the legend. They have heard of him, and many had grown up listening to his tales of heroics. Many people had wondered if he even was real, after all no one had seen him for a hundred years. He never came even when the dragon blew fire in to the caves. So, there was Tyrin blowing apart a hole in the middle of the caves and landing on the ground. He punched the ground so hard, that it caused shockwaves around the caves, and everyone fell. Some of the raiders, regained their composure and came lunging towards him, but were met with a force of certain nature that was not witnessed by none, until then. Four raiders along with the leader raider came and caught him and pinned him to the corner. He struggled for a few seconds and then caught all of them and threw them afar. Their heads cracked and their skulls were open for all to see. The leader raider was however not dead, Yet!