The power of magic stunned everyone aside from Gandalf, both the players and movie characters included. So it seemed like the players weren’t the only ones who hadn’t seen much, such powerful magic was rare to even the natives. This power was beyond what a living being should be able to obtain. It belonged to the forces of nature.
There was a long pause before Boromir yelled. “We must leave this place. If Saruman weren’t to summon another attack of this caliber, there’s no way for us to survive. We follow the path ahead to the Gap of Rohan. Then pass through West Emnet to my city. We will be safe there.”
Aragorn disagreed. “No. Rohan is too close to Isengard. His magic can reach us in this distance. He could even send his orc army out. We can’t go through the Gap of Rohan.”
Gimli said. “If there’s no way up, then take the path down. I have told you many times to go through Moria. The territory belongs to my cousin, Balin. We can pass it safely. I swear.”
