Meribabell writes:
We have beat back the dark. All of us fighting side by side, covering one another – filling in where the other is weak or at a disadvantage. Yet I sense it was not due to ourselves alone that we survived the day without a single casualty.
And we have seen the face of the enemy. They were indeed trolls, but not living trolls. With unseeing eyes they came at us. At the first just one at a time, so they were easy to dispatch despite their great bulk.
But then as the hours advanced and the darkness grew, a great lumbering wave of them came at us.
For a moment a sinking feeling threatened to overwhelm me. Then, beneath my cloak I felt my pendant stirring. I tossed off my cloak, freeing my wings. And rose into the air taking a position above the stronghold.
Rumble told me afterwards that a flash of light from the pendant, reinforced by the gleam from my armor flooded the air around us and dispelled the darkness completely.
Our foes simply collapsed where they stood, as if marionettes whose strings were cut.
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