Even for Warden himself, trolls provided a tough challenge. He had once killed seven of them on his first day of joining the army. The battle had taken away all of his reserves. However, he has grown since then. While he still could not battle them with raw physical power, they could not match his void energy and baleful intent any more.
Thankfully, there weren't many silver-ranked trolls, and even if there were, their regeneration power was suppressed to Iron rank.
Warden hoped everyone was too busy with their fight to notice him as he brought out the Divider. The sleek blade lengthened into two metres as purple smoke spilt out of it. He severed through the arm of the troll he was fighting. Blood spilt like a fountain as he flipped over the Forsaken to attack its skull.
The troll managed to block the attack with its club as Warden managed to draw its wrath away from the rank of the archers.
