The 12 foot troll entered, and that’s when Jackson’s eyebrows went up. Holy moly that was different. Jackson hoped that this was the closest he would ever get to a troll again to be honest. He began the movement that he had indeed been practicing and moved in a clockwise motion. “Labefactum!” He watched as the troll seemed to get a little more discombobulated after each hit. “Labefactum!” he called again, heading Vita’s call about the clubs. He watched as the troll changed targets, and did his best to stay out of its eyesight.
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