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The strange being in the prison opened his eyes. They were yellow and had no pupils.

"Why do you interrupt my mourning, primitive oaf?  My name no longer matters. I have no species any longer and I am the only survivor. Those kornack'aa Razorbirds slaughtered us all, and now I am content to live here until I rot away. There is nothing out there for me."

He closed his eyes once again.

Meanwhile, at Moria...

The Gondorian Knights were being diced up by plasma like they were watermelons. Then, the Orcs arrived. The first one carrying a mirror shield got ready.

"Let's test this out!" He stepped out. The monstrous turret immediately fired a huge beam of bright light. The Orc raised his shield. Then, amazingly, the beam that had sliced through rock and metal and flesh indiscriminately was stopped cold.

Well, cold isn't quite the word for it. The Orc's face was twisted in pain as the shield got quite hot. But though it didn't reflect the plasma back, it still stopped it.