Chapter Five
Tom gazed up the airshaft that led to the woods outside the Woodland Village. The sound of footsteps could be heard in the distance coming from the tunnel to his left. Tom turned slowly as the scent of troll reached him. He was tired of the cloak and dagger. A hard fight was just what he needed.
When the troll neared, Tom laughed and said, “Thanks for the tip about the fire demons. The renegades were very surprised when I brought one for a little visit.”
Hopper’s blonde form moved slowly toward him. Tom’s smile vanished as he neared. Hopper was armed with a spiked club instead of his tree branch and he was alone. Tom took a deep breath and said, “They’re not going to help.”
Hopper stopped in the crossroads beside him and said, “They believe the trolls are headed for Fortre
