The elf cavalry try their hand at magic, and are as successful as my Uncle Dan doing the same at a kids’ party. Abysmal!
The elves back at the tower, however, are more successful.
They hurl a lightning bolt at the last commander of the dwarves, a crack-shot.
And his battle is also finished.
The cavalry get over their unsuccessful conjuring and head for the highlands.
The reserve dwarves also have a problem getting enough magic to revive one of their number.
They return home in a last minute attempt to save the day.