Chapter 37. Thug of War

THE LAND OF THE DEAD

Mary and her grandma were taken hostage by unidentified individuals and forced into a large metal wagon carriage. They were able to determine they had been captured by the covert wolves with a lucky guess. Four soldiers on dark horses stood guard over the carriage, carrying torches to light their way. These men are covered in hooded robes that conceal their faces. The cart was being pulled by one horse and its rider up front, two horses and their riders on either side, and one horse and its rider at the rear.

They traveled down the steep path till they were in front of an enormous, old wooden gate. On his horse, one of the men in a hooded robe peered down. Dwarf, terrible creatures with grey skin and large, pointed ears, armed with crossbows, and standing beneath the horse’s feet. “Who are there?” Mary whispered.

“They are the trolls,” Mary’s Grams replied in a tiny little voice. “

A couple of trolls with crossbows peered into the cart. T