At the camp the Swordmage is doing what she can to help the ones in the valley. Orders are given that archers are to be brought up along the sides of the valley, looking for fire opportunities, but under very strict orders not fire unless they clearly can see their mark. Friendly fire would not improve the situation.
Meanwhile the rest of the army is roused and prepared for battle, this might be the precursor for a greater attack. The enemy faced is tricky and vile.
Then a breathless runner gets to the Swordmage, as she is standing among her captains, giving an order to be sent to the second column...
"... tell him to take the eastern approach, we will hold the upper... what did you say?"
She looks at the man, who is cradling his injured arm. She listens without expression, though a gleam seems to awaken in her eyes.
"Very well. Get this man to a medic, see that he is tended to."
She turns back to the man she was adressing before.
"The first column will hold the entrance to the valley and be ready to charge down from the mouth, if the need should be there. Tell Commander Gaerik to arrange his column defensively. Go now."
She then adresses her captains. "Hold the valley and keep supporting them down there. Try to open a way for reinforcements to get down there. There is no room for more troops, but we can replace their fallen. Meanwhile, I shall attend to the Ogre."
She turns from her captains, walking towards the valley entrance, focusing her mind. Awaken Iorassus, COME to me
As she draws close to the entrance, the sound of great, thudding footsteps can be heard. 25 meters of marble and steel are moving with swift, long strides towards her. She turns, letting it meet her at the valley entrance where people are swiftly making room, not wanting to be trambled underfoot. Then, the Colossus slowly bends down, letting her step up onto it's hand. It lifts her up and she supports herself on it's shoulder. Then it marches into the valley, towards the Ogre, while power and lightning ignites the air around the Swordmage.