'What if we choose not to fight each other, but work together, Mr?'
The troll laughed again. 'I'm not a Mr, call me Sligo.'
'Okay, Sligo. Well, can it be done?'
He scrunched up his face. 'Maybe, it all depends on what the fans want, of course.'
Perfect, it's like Runeball all over again.
Jasper turned pale as he looked back up at the bridge; he'd forgotten to return for the others. 'If you'll excuse me.'
'What was that?' The troll gasped.
'A magic portal; he can take you anywhere you want if you help us out.'
Sligo was already smiling; with someplace in mind, no doubt. 'You mean that? You're not going to take the offer back?'
'No.'
'Pinky swear.'
You've got to be kidding. Asher, hurry up.
He grabbed onto my hand and locked my little finger into his in an attempt to make it official. 'Well?'
