Gandalf turned angrily on Pippin. "Fool of a Took! Throw yourself in next time and rid us of your stupidity," he said sternly. Liv couldn't help but stifle a chuckle. Gandalf shot her a disapproving glance. "Liv, this is not a laughing matter," he said firmly.

"I apologize, Gandalf," Liv replied, her laughter subsiding, "I meant no disrespect."

Pippin, feeling the weight of Gandalf's gaze, looked thoroughly chagrined. "I'm sorry, Gandalf. It was a mistake," he said, his voice contrite.

Gandalf's expression softened slightly. "A mistake that could have been costly, Peregrin," he said, his tone still firm. "Be more mindful. We are in grave times, and foolishness can lead to dire consequences."

Pippin nodded solemnly, chastened by Gandalf's reprimand

Liv, feeling the tension, attempted to lighten the mood. "Let's focus on the task at hand," she suggested. "We have important matters ahead of us, and unity is our greatest strength."

Gandalf regarded Liv with a nod of approval. "Indeed, Liv is right," he agreed. "We must stay focused. The enemy is not far, and we cannot afford to make mistakes."

Pippin nodded, determined to prove himself worthy of the trust placed in him. "I understand, Gandalf. It won't happen again," he promised.

With the air cleared, they continued on their journey, the weight of their mission heavy on their shoulders, but their resolve stronger than ever.

They fell silent. A low, rolling boom rose from the depths below, growing louder with each passing second. Boom. Boom. It echoed as if the caverns of Moria were turned into a giant drum. A horn blasted nearby, its sound piercing through the gloom. Answering horns, running feet, and harsh cries followed. Sam's eyes glanced at Frodo's belt, a silent acknowledgment of the impending danger. Legolas swiftly pushed Liv behind him.

"Mr. Frodo," Sam called, urgency coloring his voice. Frodo looked down at his sword to see that the blade was glowing blue. Without hesitation, Frodo drew his sword. "Orcs," Legolas warning the others.

"Get back, stay close to Gandalf," commanded Aragorn.

"Liv, that means you as well," added Legolas, pushing Liv further behind him.

"Don't worry about me, I can handle myself," Liv said with a smirk, her eyes gleaming with determination.

Aragorn, Boromir, and Liv slammed and wedged the doors shut. Boromir caught sight of something and turned to Aragorn and Liv, shock in his eyes. "They have a cave troll," he warned.

"Of course they do," muttered Liv. "Let them come. There is one dwarf yet in Moria who still draws breath," said Gimli, his voice resolute.

"You tell them, Gimli. I'm so ready to beat these guys," Liv declared.

"Liv, let's not get ahead of ourselves," cautioned Legolas.

Liv reached into her back pocket and took out Tepig's pokeball. "Tepig, come out and help," she commanded.

"Tepig," said the Pokémon.

The door burst open in a shower of wood fragments, and twenty goblins charged into the tomb, followed by the cave troll. Gimli ducked a blow and immediately buried his axes in two goblin helmets. Aragorn, Boromir, and Liv waded into the mass of goblins with their swords.

"Tepig, use Ember!" commanded Liv. Tepig did what he was told.

Legolas fired deadly arrows into the goblins' throats, desperately trying to shield the hobbits. "Legolas, behind you!" Liv warned.

"Tepig, use Flame Charge!" said Liv. Tepig obeyed.

"Thanks for the save, Liv," said Legolas.

"No problem," Liv replied, reaching into her pocket and taking out another pokeball. "Come out and help," she said, releasing her Pokémon, which happened to be Zebstrika.

"Zebstrika, use Thunderbolt!" commanded Liv. Zebstrika did as he was told.

"Now, use Quick Attack!" Liv ordered. Zebstrika nodded and dashed into action.

The companions fought fiercely, their backs against each other, holding back the onslaught of the goblins and the menacing presence of the cave troll. In the heart of Moria, the battle raged on, their determination unwavering as they fought to survive.

Gandalf clutched his sword and joined in the battle. The cave troll swept his club at Aragorn, who stumbled backward. The huge club descended for the killing blow. Liv knew she had to help Aragorn. Without a second thought, she pulled out her samurai morpher. "Samuraizer, go go Samurai!" said Liv, morphing into the purple ranger. "Samurai Ranger, ready!" she declared after the transformation.

"You're messing with the wrong ranger, you creeps!" Liv exclaimed, drawing her samurai sword. In a flash, Liv's sword sliced into the scaly arm of the troll; it reared back, spewing green blood. Liv tried not to throw up; thankfully, she was wearing her helmet.

Sam was backing up against the wall, a sword in one hand and a pan in the other. Liv saw this and rushed to help him. With a spin of the disk on her blade, she summoned her spin sword. "Spin Sword, Lightning Strike!" said Liv, knocking down the goblin.

"Sam, are you okay?" asked Liv.

Sam looked confused for a moment. "Sam, it's me," said Liv. "Liv, why are you dressed like that?" asked Sam.

"I'll explain later, but right now, you need to help Frodo," Liv instructed.

As the battle raged on, the companions fought with all their might against the goblins and the menacing presence of the cave troll. With Liv's power as the purple ranger, she added a new dynamic to the fight, her moves precise and effective.

Meanwhile, Aragorn, recovering from the near-fatal blow, joined Gandalf in fighting off the goblins. With their combined efforts, they managed to push the creatures back momentarily, creating a small breathing space.

Frodo, feeling the weight of the ring, stumbled backward, almost falling over. "I can't do this, Sam," he said, despair etched in his voice.

"Yes, you can, Mr. Frodo," Sam encouraged, moving to protect him. "We'll get through this together."

Liv, seeing the danger Frodo was in, rushed over to assist. "Sam, protect Frodo," she instructed. "I've got this."

With determination in her eyes, Liv faced off against the cave troll. "You want a fight? Then let's dance!" she declared, her voice resonating through the chamber.

Gandalf, seeing Liv's bravery, nodded in approval. "Together, we will prevail," he said, his voice echoing with authority.

With renewed vigor, the companions continued the fight, their unity and bravery their strongest weapons against the dark forces that lurked within the Mines of Moria.

The cave troll lunged forward, thrusting at Frodo with his spear. "Aragorn! Aragorn!" Frodo cried out in panic. Sam screamed as Frodo was lifted off his feet by the spear tip and slammed against the wall. "Frodo!" Aragorn exclaimed, knocking down a bunch of goblins who were desperately trying to get to Frodo. Liv rushed to help him.

"Aragorn, go help Frodo. I'll deal with these guys," said Liv, determination burning in her eyes.

Aragorn looked confused for a second. "Liv, is that you?" he asked incredulously.

"Yes, it's me," Liv replied firmly. "Go help Frodo. I can handle these freaks."

Aragorn nodded, trusting Liv's capabilities.

Meanwhile, Liv, as the purple ranger, engaged the goblins with skill and precision. She leaped into the fray, her spin sword whirling as she fought, pushing the goblins back. Her moves were swift, and her strikes were precise. With each swing of her sword, goblins fell before her.

As Aragorn reached Frodo, he engaged the cave troll, his sword clashing against the beast's spear. With a mighty blow, Aragorn managed to divert the troll's attention, giving Sam the chance to pull Frodo to safety.

"Thank you, Liv!" Aragorn called over the clamor of battle.

Liv nodded, her focus never wavering from the fight. She fought with all her might, determined to protect her friends and see them safely through the perilous journey.

By the time Aragorn got to Frodo, the troll stabbed him with the spear. The hobbits went crazy. Sam slashed at the cave troll's knee, and Merry and Pippin jumped on him.

Liv, summoning her weapon, declared, "Spin Sword, Lightning Dagger!" and hurled it at the cave troll. Legolas fired an arrow, and the cave troll toppled dead.

Aragorn rushed to Frodo's side as he slumped to the floor. Frodo appeared to be dead. Gandalf, Aragorn, Liv, and the other hobbits looked horrified. Suddenly, Frodo coughed.

"He's alive," said Sam, relief flooding his voice.

"I'm alright. I'm not hurt," said Frodo weakly.

Liv kneeled down next to Frodo taking her helmet off. "Frodo, if you ever do that again, I will kill you," said Liv, pulling Frodo into a tight hug.

"You should be dead. The spear would've skewered a wild boar," said Aragorn, astonishment in his voice.

"I think there's more to this hobbit than meets the eye," said Gandalf knowingly.

Frodo revealed the Mithril vest. The troll spear didn't pierce the mithril.

"Mithril! You are full of surprises, Master Baggins," said Gimli in amazement.

The sound of drums rang out again. Gandalf turned to the others. "To the Bridge of Khazad-dum," he declared.

To be continued