Aragorn stood tall in front of his companions. "Alright, everyone. This is it. We have a solid plan to defeat Sauron and his forces, and it's time to lay it all out. Here's how it's going to work. First, we will gather all of our resources and allies. This includes the Rohirrim, the Elves, and any other willing fighters. We will also gather as many weapons and supplies as we can."

Gimli interrupted, "But what about the trolls? They've always been a problem for us in the past."

Aragorn rolled his eyes. "Gimli, we'll deal with the trolls when we come to them. For now, let's focus on the first part."

Merry piped up, "And what about the Nazgul? They're almost impossible to defeat."

Aragorn sighed. "Merry, I assure you, we have a plan for the Nazgul as well. Now, if you'll let me continue..."

Pippen raised his hand. "What about the women and children? Shouldn't we find a safe place for them before we set out to fight?"

Aragorn stroked his beard with thought. "Yes, Pippen, that is a good point. We will make arrangements for the non-combatants to be protected before we set out on our mission. We will not risk their lives needlessly, and we will do everything in our power to keep them safe. But let's be honest, we all know who the real heroes are here. It's us. The men. The warriors. The ones who will bring down Sauron and save the day."

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“Wait, wait, wait—the men?” said Éowyn.

"Yes, Éowyn. The men," Aragorn replied.

"The women have fought just as hard as you men have. Do you not consider us warriors as well?" said Éowyn with a glare.

"You women are all very capable. But let's be real, the men are the ones who will really be doing the heavy lifting in this battle,” said Aragorn.

Éowyn's anger boiled over. "What the fuck do you mean by that, Aragorn? Do you not think we are strong enough to handle ourselves in battle?"

Aragorn shrugged. "Of course you are, Éowyn. But come on, let's be honest. The men are the ones who will really be taking down Sauron. The women will just be there to look pretty and cheer us on."

Éowyn fumed. "I cannot believe the bullshit coming out of your mouth, Aragorn. You are a fucking idiot if you think my sole purpose is to look pretty and cheer. I have proven myself time and time again on the battlefield. Don't underestimate me just because I have breasts and a vagina."

Aragorn laughed. "Oh, Éowyn. You are so feisty. I love it. But seriously, let's not forget our roles here. Now if I can get back to the plan..."

Éowyn stormed out of the room and slammed the door behind her. Aragorn shrugged and started to explain the rest of the plan as the group listened carefully. The final battle with Sauron was rapidly approaching.