Steel Meets Bone

Three yards in front of her, the snow troll stood grinning, baring a mouthful of yellow-brown fangs. It didn't rush to attack. Instead, like a cat toying with a mouse, it kept waving its heavy bone club, savoring the fear radiating from its prey.

"ROAR!"

Bored with the game, the troll let out a guttural roar, heaved the club high, and brought it swinging down toward the girl with a violent whoosh.