CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
My heart skipped a beat, and I whipped my head to the combatants. “Duncan!”
Bad idea. The ogre’s large eye rolled over to me. It was full of anger, and hunger. The creature stretched out his hand and grabbed at me. I leapt back and it succeeded only in wrapping its fingers around the trunk, but it backhanded the plant and swept the tree to the side.
Duncan had heard my cry and rushed toward me with his scythe grasped in both hands, but one of the mallet-wielding trolls blocked his path. He whipped his head over to Eva who had shielded herself from attack by a wall of hard-packed dirt. Sweat poured down the witch’s temples and her raised hands shook. “Get to Adi!”
Eva nodded and swung one of her arms in my direction. A high but narrow wall was erected between t
