Far away from the Rainy Mountain Range, inside a bright room,
A burly hob troll was reading some documents with a serious expression on his face.
'Took, took…'
Suddenly, he heard noises from the window in on his rare.
He turned around and saw a small blue bird knowing on the glass window with its small beak.
He stood up from his chair and move toward the closed window and he opened it without any hesitation.
The little bird flew inside and sat on his shoulder.
A small smile appeared on this hob troll's ugly face as brushed his finger on the little bird's head.
However, the next moment, his eyes turned icy, and he suddenly formed a pincer with his thumb and finger and instantly broke the bird's neck, killing it in an instant!
"Forgive me, little one." A trace of tear appeared in his eyes as he cradled the dead bird in his hand as if he was in extreme pain.
