Arrows whistled to and fro between the fort and the mounds. Ares had become used to the sounds of the arrows, though he shifted away most of the arrows that the enemy fired over towards them, as the rest clattered against the fort walls.
"No, you don't understand. The eagles didn't want to be corrupted by the ring." Ares sighed.
"Why didn't they fly the tiny one over?" Torak asked.
"I think you're thinking too much onto it."
"So then a woman slew the big king?"
"The witch king, but yeah."
Torak shook his head. "I don't understand the significance."
"Well he said no man could kill him,"
"But a woman does."
"Yeah."
Torak cocked his head to one side.
"What's wrong with that?"
"I don't understand. He said no man."
"Yes."
"But then a woman did?"
"Yeah, a woman did."
"Is it because a woman is not a man."
"I guess."
Torak shook his head.
"Torak, relax."
"Woman has man inside of it, doesn't it?"
