The once dimly light cave now alight.
A barrage of coloured flames striking the troll, the sheen lustre glow of which encapsulated and burned the retinas of onlookers, mere viewers found themselves the victim.
The trolls eyes shot open, lines like the Nile grew deeper atop his eyes.
Large black stains soiled his grey body, his body, the one he had, the only one, he had.
the barrage stopped, several people ran towards the troll, angles apart, one at the corner of his eye, another at the end of his lips, and a sword in his stomach...
A sword.. inside him.
he watched the group, the animals, tear and deepen their swords within him.
The troll screamed, he bared his fangs, those irregular obtuse fangs he bared with pride.
For these were his.