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*At first, Menelsûl was willing to give the creature a wide berth, but now it encroaches upon his territory, the vast fields about Minas Tirith that he has claimed for his own. No matter how strange or powerful the beast, Menelsûl will not give way before it.
The stallion catches his adversary's scent on the wind, and canters swiftly beneath the moonlight until once again he tops a rise, ebony coat shimmering in the moonlight, and spots the other beast. He rears up, issuing his challenge again, warning the creature to come no farther. This land is already taken.*
The stallion catches his adversary's scent on the wind, and canters swiftly beneath the moonlight until once again he tops a rise, ebony coat shimmering in the moonlight, and spots the other beast. He rears up, issuing his challenge again, warning the creature to come no farther. This land is already taken.*