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The dwarves are fleeing this formidable foe, but then a dwarf stands up among the rest, a dwarf of great leadership and power...Glosur Darloc, he had traveled swiftly and quick, he stepped out from the cold bitter night, he blew a horn custom made for him, and all dwarves knew, that this would be their only hope. Almost all of the dwarves came back and rallied under Glosur's banner. He was cold and as demanding as the night that befell them, but he got the dwarves hardy and ready. All dwarves looked as he led his dwarves untired through the utumno force that had yet to fully emerge from the ruins of Utumno. they only had 20,000 dwarves compared to the seemingly unending flow of Utumno orcs and Balrogs. But they had confidence, for these were the greatest trained dwarves in all of Middle-earth, last of the great warriors of old, and they would not give up to a force of orcs, Glosur stepped onto a rock and spoke:

"Dwarves! I know this force might seem large, and unending! I will not lie to you, nor will I promise you victory, but we have faced hard odds before, we have stared dragons in the eye and lived to tell the tale! We cut Azog the defilers head clean off at Moria! We are a hardy people and we have seen great losses, but let that all end today! for if we defeat this force, we will have all of the lands we used to have in the Eldar days, trust me, for i have spoken to Durin the deathless himself! Before he died at the hands of Durin's bane, who now lies stricken upon the mountain peaks he once claimed, this is the chance to show the world what we can do! For we have one thing above these orcs and balrogs, a will to fight, now come my kinsman! Fight to the last dwarf! Even if we fail, let us fail knowing that we failed doing whats right! Go now! Go now!"

Then the dwarves did that shocked and scared even the balrogs to their core, the dwarves charged, they charged with thousands of years of hatred, their ancestors and even Mahal himself shining through them, they had enough of this war and were going to end it, and this is how, they drew up catapults and ballista and other war machines of brilliant creation, they put large stone rocks in the catapults and launched wave after wave of rocks, ballista bolts, arrows, they threw everything they had at the utumno force, and it worked, hordes of utumno forces, a lot of the flying creatures, 16 trolls, and 2 balrogs went down under the relentless fire of projectiles, the Balrogs pulled back behind the lines, their leader had to kill Glosur, I he could, the thousands of dwarf warriors charged into the damaged utumno ranks, and they battled, Glosur was seen with his elites hacking down all that tried to scratch him, he took down a full grown troll on his own! Most of the Trolls and flying creatures went down in Glosur's and his elites attack, although not before some of the elites were taken by the flying creatures and dropped. The battle was looking good, a lot of the weak balrogs were down and the Uruks were on the downside of the hill they were fighting on, it was touch, but for every dwarf that fell 7 orcs did, many of the orcs fled into utumno once more, even a balrog fled, but then the leader approached, with a wave of his sword many of Glosur's elites went flying, he tried the same with Glosur, but he dove out of the was, his elites held off the Uruks as Glosur and the Balrog fought, Glosur's hair was burnt, but he finally cut a good sized gash in the Balrog's hand, making him drop the sword, the Balrog hissed at him, surprised a mortal could damage him so, Glosur, with cuts and burns and even a singed beard, stood up, helmet bent on the ground, and his axe on the down end, he stepped up to the balrog and spoke:

"I am Glosur Darloc, I am spoken of in legend, I do not like battle but if you kill my allies, my friends, Not even Eru himself can save you from your death"

At that Glosur raised his ace, and killed the Balrog, but not before it stabbed him in the side, not fatal, but it hurt. The Utumno forces, weakened and with no leader, tried to flee back into utumno, but Glosur and the dwarves had the burning hatred still in their hearts, and swung down the utumno forces. They had the victory, but there was no feast or song that day, for many dwarven bodies littered the ground along with Utumno, the dwarven losses were great, but the damage they delt to Utumno was impossible to recover from. Not all was good or bad, but Glosur's trusted friend and steward for almost all his life, chased after the straggelers into Utumno, he turned, and with one last smile he dug a pick into a weak spot in utumno's fortress, collapsing it in, destroying the exit to utumno, but also him. Utumno, was defeated, the dwarves freed all the lands to the south after Utumno received word of the fate of their armies to the north, the dwarves freed Stormhelm and opened its gates once more, but while Utumno has fallen, it is unknown what will happen next.

(That took a while to write...)