Sofie and Poet Face A TrollSuddenly, we were out of the cave. At that point, I had too much momentum to stop. I noticed the edge of the cliff just in time and skidded to an abrupt halt. Poet followed only a second later. We both looked down at the slope that plummeted down in front of us. Jumping was simply out of the question. I scanned everywhere around us only to notice that there was no immediate escape. At the sound of the screeching roar of the troll, we spun around to face the cave.
“You had to feed the troll, didn’t you?” said Poet, sparing no mercy with her condescending tone.
“You can hate me later.”
Poet reached behind her and drew her axe. I pulled my bow from my shoulders and knocked an arrow. The troll was getting closer and closer to the exit. With every snarling roar it gave, I felt myself jump a little bit. I stared at the entrance to the cave so hard that I felt my eyes begin to hurt. But I was suddenly pulled out of my trance when I heard Poet speak again.