For a few seconds nothing happened, but then the troll's eyes flew wide open, blood began pouring from them, and an instant later it let out a bloodcurdling scream.
"AAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!"
The troll head's scream echoed powerfully throughout the camp.
"Quiet!" Mark ordered firmly.
But the head paid no attention and kept screaming.
"I said quiet!"
Nothing.
Mark was about to try something else when Ely appeared at his side and gave the head a sharp smack with the back of her hand.
The head, after receiving the blow, fell to the ground and rolled until it hit a piece of charred wood, and then stopped screaming.
"When the Master tells you something, you obey," Ely said, looking at the head with an expression of annoyance.
"Thank you… Ely," Mark said with a sigh.
"Don't mention it, Master."
Mark walked toward where the head had rolled and picked it up with one hand, gripping it from the back of the skull.
