"Uncle, don’t worry. We will avenge you," Hachi Chan declared as she patted her chest before the dying Troll.
"You must go the Hinterlands and look for the Altar of Zul where there are several Troll Worshippers. Kill them." Mazoga’s innermost feelings that had been repressed for many years was now being expressed. "Take the Hammer of Zul from them and go the altar on top of the mountain of Jintha’Alor. Charge the hammer there before sounding the gong by Gahz’rilla. This will summon it from the holy water. Please kill it and make sure you use Evil Essence against it. It hates the taste of Evil Essence…" he erupted with enthusiasm.
Evil Essence was a poison. Considering how much he had taken, it was quite impressive that Mazoga was still around, but his voice was clearly getting weaker.
Then, he suddenly went silent.
His body then turned yellow and crumbled as it was blown into the wind. He had returned to where he had come from; every Sandfury’s fate should be so.
