IISHE WAS RUNNING TOWARD me, just as I hoped for. Of course, I couldn't move to get out of her way, not with that busted leg the troll had just given me.
And I don't know if she could see him like I could, but that troll was right behind her - and gaining.
So I did the only thing I could - I made her trip. And she landed right next to me, in the soft ferns and leaves. Not that it helped her landing too much.
She groaned at her landing, then rolled over to get back to her feet. That's when she saw me. Laying there. Eye to eye with her. Of course I was only three foot tall and had pointed ears, so it was a bit of a shock.
I put my finger on her lips and pointed over her shoulder.
There was the troll. All nine ugly feet of him, carrying a huge stick made out of a tree stump root ball. He
