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The commander unceromoniusly leads his fanatical followers into minas tirith and sits upon the throne of gondor. He smiles grimly totally unlike his old self and orders messengers sent to every settlement of survivors in middle earth. He then has a rather weak dragonlord impaled outside the city walls and as the dragon lord slowly dies he says "I'm going to make a forest of stakes decorated with your kind.