Fred, “Joo sound funny, waja hit? Sumding pounding on da door.”
Elfstan strikes a severe blow and immediately starts twisting the glowing Sting.
Rub sits up quickly, toss Elfstan away by the action while letting out a bloodcurdling scream that abruptly cuts off when he smacks at whatever is *stinging *his eye and drives the ancient Gondolin blade through his own brain with a much greater force than Elfstan could have mustered. He if without question dead.
Fred, “Wat 'appened now?”