Come!" said Aragorn. "This is the hour when we draw swords together!"
Running like fire, they sped along the wall . . . Together Eomer and Aragorn sprang through the door, their men close behind. The two swords flashed from the sheath as one.
"Guthwine!" cried Eomer. "Guthwine for the Mark!"
"Anduril!" cried Aragorn. "Anduril for the Dunedain!"
Charging from the side, they hurled themselves upon the wild men. (Helm's Deep)font>
[September 24, 2003]