The trolls could not believe their eyes. They jumped up and down with surprise, moving around each other like chimpanzees.
"The king has been killed!?"
"Bobo was defeated!"
"The strongest!"
"He was the strongest!"
"Who is the strongest now!?"
On hearing this, Dorhal instantly turned to face the remainder of the trolls.
"Of course, I am!" Dorhal shouted, his hands raised to the sides. In one hand, he held his long, broadsword. In the other, the skull of Bobo the cave troll.
The trolls stopped their horseplay and bickering, stunned at the majestic yet horrifying scene before them.
"No!?" Dorhal roared, his tone fueled with rage like an angry dictator. "Then who shall challenge me!? Is there anyone? One who thinks he is brave enough to face me!?" Dorhal took a step forward, thudding Bobo's rock-hard skull against his chest like a war drum.
The beat sounded like it came from a massive silverback gorilla, powerful and unnerving.
