Haldir was suddenly very appreciative of the extensive training that honed his reflexes. They kicked in immediately after she raised her hand, and they were the only reason he was lying on the floor smoldering in a pile of pain. Instead, he was left with singed armor, a slight burning in his left shoulder, and a very odd tingling sensation down his fingertips.

He bit back a snarl, but he continued passed her on the right. He was quick to get out of the way of another attack. However, instead of any retaliation, he decided to ignore her completely. A few long, confident strides brought him to Galadriel, and he knelt at her feet.

“Alla, Melda heri.” he said in greeting. He didn’t even try to hide the satisfied smirk on his face as he looked up at her.