It found it, but the mess that it had made was difficult to overlook. Green bloodied bones were strewn all over the floor, with scraps of purple skin still clinging to them.
The troll spasmed one final time and then it went stiff. Only then did the spiders stop tearing it to pieces. After that, they merely sat there like fat cats. By Ermos' estimation, they could not have been any creepier.
"That's cheating," Ermos said, feeling quite let down that he wouldn't get to use his sword one final time.
"It's well within the rules," Pash said, only just bothering to catch up with his master now, a big smile on his face as he enjoyed his victory.
With every single goblin massacred and the spiders stood stock still, a strange silence fell over the fort, an eerie sort. It was as though, with all the death that had been inflicted, time itself had been frozen.
