(This is from Book 11, so it’s entirely unedited and won’t be out until mid/late 2016. Figure it’ll be a fun comparison to last week’s.)
“I’m going to take care of the trolls.”
Sari drops to the ground when one of the massive beasts is sent flying over her head and into the jungle. Rolling away from the returning monster, she sees the other one is wrestling with a figure that is blocked by its hulking form. The gypsy expects it to be Timoran, but notices him across the river with Delvin, Luke, and the rescued children. When she picks Dariana out of the crowd, Sari finds herself confused on who else could have the strength to physically battle a pair of trolls.
The answer is revealed when Nyx lifts the monster over her head, the caster’s body pulsing with crimson energy. Her muscles are enhanced beyond their limits and a magic-induced rage has blinded her to the fact that the enchanted shields are no longer a threat. The half-elf tears the troll in half and leaves it to regenerate while sprinting for her other enemy. Nyx slams her shoulder into the beast’s stomach, the matted hair acting as armor. She flips the monster over her head and whirls around stomp on its heads, every blow switching from one long-nosed face to the other. When the previously injured troll reattaches its two halves, it roars at the woman and burrows into the earth. Before it can attack from below, Nyx charges and drives her hand into the dirt. She yanks the terrified predator to the surface and delivers a wild haymaker that sends it into the trees. Turning back to the other troll, she finds that it has already retreated to the jungle. The half-elf moves to follow the beasts, but stops when Sari puts a gentle hand on her shoulder.
“I think you’ve made your point,” the gypsy whispers with a smirk. She nods her head toward Delvin, whose face has gone pale as he inches behind Timoran. “Guess somebody is going to think twice before angering you. Zohara got a good look at your full power too. This is victory on several fronts for you.”
Still controlled by her rage, Nyx grabs Sari by the neck and lifts her into the air. A guttural growl slips from the caster’s mouth as her friend flails in her grasp.