12. Chapter Twelve
"Yes," The orc said. "There is a beautiful, seventeen-year-old elf named Marinalite who is wrecking all of your plans."
"How?" The Dark Lord asked.
"She is catching all of your workers on fire, and can fight better then anyone," The orc said. "She is also a part of The Fellowship of the Ring."
"How did you know that there was a Fellowship?" The Dark Lord asked.
"I don't know," The orc said.
"Oh, okay," The Dark Lord said.
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