Sentinel had been brought her to represent the City of Elimirth and the Guild of Anawaith, which was a Guild for elite Rangers. But what what Sentinel saw now stunned him to a maddenining rage. Sentinel was outraged as all the other elves retreated an only his Anawaith Elves stood their place, who numbered only a few hundred. To rally his men, Sentinel galloped in the gront of the lines; in one hand the banner of Anawaith, a green flag with a silver spade, and in the other a Sword of Anawaith. His men roared out their battle cry as Sentinel moved them into a frenzy saying:
"We will not flee, we will stand our ground, we will not surrender, we shall become the victor!"
Sentinel stopped his horse and handed the banner to an eager young elf and whistled out. The longbows were readied and notched with arrows. Then they were all pointed upward."Fire!"
Sentinel yelled out and the air filled with arrows. They fell into the enemy army. The Anawaith Rangers were known for their deadly accurcy, and they proved it now. Sentinel saw the Dwarf troop marching and yelled out the order to march, with the drills in mind, the remaining elves marched in tight ranks, pointing their spears forward, making a wall of spears. Behind them rode the small calvary who prepared their bows. Sentinel rode in the very front on the spears, chancing his own spears and the enemies defenses, showing his men reckless courage as they seethed with anger and were blood hungry, but under the stern leadership of Sentinel, they did not go crazy.