After an hour the wall of dead Torg was fifteen feet high, and Scotty sent the archers up into the trees blind to fire on the Torg trying to climb the wall. Once they were in place, he and Jingo sprinted across to the tree just south of them. Scotty scrambled up the tree, knelt in the blind, and looked down on a vision from hell. The herd of Torg had charged into the wall and had pushed dead animals forward. The wall slowly moved and then toppled forward. Scotty began hitting the ones in the front ranks and Jingo added his fire. A mound of dead began piling up as Jingo hit them before they could pass. Scotty picked off the ones in back attempting to push the mound over. Three archers joined Scotty in the blind and the mound not only grew in height, but now width. Scotty saw that this mound was going nowhere and he scampered down the tree and motioned for Jingo to join him. Over the next five hours they supported the groups of archers wherever the Torg threatened a breakthrough.
Jingo grabbed Scottys arm and pointed at the quivers behind the southern archers. There were only thirty five left and Scotty realized it was not going to be enough. He looked at Jingo, shrugged and hugged his friend. Jingo smiled and nodded. They grabbed a quiver and sprinted back to the northern line.
Vring and Zreeg arrived at the community and Vring saw the young female that was the four armed two-legs mate. He thought to her, We need all the arrows you have.
Jesas heart went into her throat and she yelled for Jing, who came rushing up, and Vring said, We are going to need every arrow you can spare.
Samuel arrived and the two began yelling orders. Jesa came up and looked at Vring saying nothing. Vring stared at her and said, I dont know. We cant see into the forest to know if he is still alive. Im sorry.
Jesa nodded and said, Please help him come back to me.
Vring stared at her and replied, If I have to die trying, I will do my best to make that happen, little one.
Jesa ran forward and hugged the Zords front leg. Vring was touched by her emotions, and began to feel his heart beat increase. He looked at Zreeg and said, I will carry the first load into the forest.
Vring, how are you going to get these weapons to the nests? There is no room to fly and walking is certain death.
There is a space between the lower branches and the smaller trees. Im small enough to manage it. Ive got to try.
Youll never make it. There are too many trees to dodge. Carrying the weapons will weigh you down.
Do you have a better idea?
Zreeg just shook his head.
Zreeg grabbed five hundred quivers in his front talons and Vring clutched an additional two hundred. They flapped, lifted slowly off the ground, and began their flight. The only thing that saved them was a southerly wind that allowed them to glide most of the distance.
Scotty and Jingo heard the screams, ran toward one of the giant trees, and saw the first Torgs round the curve at its base. The eighty five archers sent to hold had been overrun and killed. Scotty hit the first three and Jingo killed the next eight. Ten other archers joined them and the Torg began running around the back of the trunk to avoid the mass of their dead. Now two hundred archers joined the killing and Torg dead began filling the space around the trunk. Scotty looked at his quiver and saw he only had two bundles remaining. He looked around and saw the others were also running out. The Torg began pulling their dead away from the tree and Scotty knew they had failed. Once the mound was removed, they would be overwhelmed. Just as the first Torg came through the gap Scotty head a loud screech over head and saw Vring drop quivers full of arrows at their feet. Scotty smiled at Jingo and the killing began anew.
With the weight removed, Vring flew out of the forest nimbly dodging the trees until he came out into a clearing and gained altitude. He flew directly to the central mountain next to their land and landed next to Zreeg just below the snow line. Bleath came flying in and demanded, What are you doing?
Our friends are close to being overrun. They are short of these weapons. I must take more.
Zreeg looked at Vring and saw he was weary, but kept his silence. Bleath said, I forbid you to do so.
Vring looked at his father and said, I gave an oath to the four armed two-legs mate that I would help him return or die trying. Would you have me dishonor my promise?
Bleath said nothing. Vring grabbed a load of quivers in his talons and looked at his father, How can we not face the danger our friends are confronting? Even if I fail, the effort must be made.
Bleath looked at his only child and said, You have earned my honor this day.
Vring felt his heart swell, then he lifted and glided toward the giant forest below.
Scotty and the archers had filled all available space around the giant tree with dead Torg. It seemed the Torg knew that this was where the fight would be won or lost, and the massive herds began moving toward the tree. They started pulling dead bodies away from the trunk in earnest. Scotty looked up, saw Vring approaching with more arrows, and realized the small Zord was barely able to stay above the lower trees. Vring dropped his load and then it happened. His weak wing gave out and he fell out of the air into the trunk of the Ging being attacked by the Torg. Scotty yelled, NO!
Jingo looked at him, then turned and saw what he was seeing. He saw Vring holding on to the trunk with his talons and saw the Zord was weak; he was starting to slip down the trunk. He saw Scotty grab four quivers and run toward the injured Zord. Jingo yelled at Scotty, but knew there was no stopping his friend. Jingo grabbed six quivers and ran after Scotty. The attacking Torg saw the injured Zord and began leaping up the mound of dead surrounding the trunk. Scotty arrived and scampered up the mound just as Vring fell from the trunk beside him. Scotty shot the first six Torg climbing the mound. The first had gotten within six feet of Vring when it suddenly stopped its climb, stared at the Zord with a dead expression, and fell back into other climbers with an arrow jutting out of its head. Ten Torg were knocked off the mound as the Torg fell back into the mass below. Jingo arrived right behind Scotty and they saw the thousands of Torg filling the three pathways leading to the trees base. The giant herds of Torg left the other trees to join in the attack where the Zord had fallen. The archers defending those trees sent half their number running to the new attack. They grabbed as many quivers as they could carry and ran to join their friends.