Chapter 66

An hour after the gruesome carnage among the feral werewolves, the air outside the town became heavy with grief as the trolls mourned their fallen kin. Robah, the sombre leader of the trolls, stood amidst the shadows, a towering figure marked by sorrow. His eyes reflected the pain of loss as he grieved for his people. Sensing the profound sorrow, Andrew and Diana, figures of wisdom and compassion, extended their condolences to the grieving troll leader. In a rare display of unity between different supernatural beings, they shared a moment of solemnity, acknowledging the shared burden of loss that transcended their diverse backgrounds. The moon hung low, casting a melancholic glow over the scene as the unlikely gathering paid homage to those who had succumbed to the brutal chaos that had unfolded earlier.

“I am sorry for your loss, Robah," Andrew said as he watched the family of trolls covered in blood and mud. Andrew followed up with, “Now, we shall bury the dead and follow us