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Varian
I barely had time to react.
Before the troll got to Layla, I shot a bolt of fire at him. Haijen twisted out of the way and changed course. He stopped just a few feet from us, his feet apart, his hands raised. Ready for a fight.
The troll snickered, showing off his huge, sharp teeth.
He said something in his tongue and laughed some more.
“He’s amused about your magic,” Layla explained, her voice low. “He thinks you’ll make a nice meal.”
“Tell him to shut up and fight,” I snarled, calling my power. Fire enveloped my arms.
Eager to end this fight before it even started, I threw a stream of firebolts his way. They hit him on the shoulders, arms, and chest. The troll jerked with each one, taking half steps back, but when I lowered my arms, the troll smirked at me.
“His skin i
