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Extendable fins fanned out to help him glide.

The cliff troll righted himself in the air, spreading his arms and legs like a flying squirrel. Seth used the flashlight to follow the trajectory of the troll as he soared in a long arc. The golem grasped Nero by his torso, turned, and flung him out into the yard like a football. Hugo, let's see if trolls can fly as far as goblins. I guess you vermin only speak one language. "You're the one causing unpleasantness," Seth snapped. Raising his webbed hands, the cliff troll finally looked truly intimidated. "Maybe a conversation with a shade would relieve your doubts. If he was going to bluff like this, he needed to play the role convincingly. "Naturally, for your sake, these words had best be proven faithful when Graulas returns. "It will be as you say, young master Sorenson," the troll answered obsequiously, inclining his head. "Excuse me?" Seth asked, a hint of warning in his voice. "Knew it was too good to be true," Nero mumbled. Graulas knows every item in both houses, and he will show no mercy to any who claim his prizes. Same with the main house at Fablehaven, especially the dungeon. Spread the word that nothing in or around the manor is to be touched. Graulas sent me to make sure his future home remained secure. "īaring rows of needle teeth, Nero glared at Seth suspiciously. "He had to undo the treaty in order to leave Fablehaven. "Graulas left me in charge," Seth said, inventing as he went. You can't blame an old trader for seizing an obvious opportunity. "Go ask your mentor," the troll replied, his tone reasonable despite his edgy posture. "Why are you looting the manor?" Seth asked. His formidable muscles bunched as he coiled into a tense crouch.

The nostrils of his snout flared, and his cunning eyes narrowed. The troll had a reptilian look about him, his glossy black scales highlighted by yellow markings. "Good evening to you," the troll said in his deep, silky voice. "Cease your activities and come out this instant!"Ī moment later, Nero appeared in the doorway, glaring until he saw Hugo. "Intruder!" Seth called in a commanding voice.

"What's going on?" hissed a voice from inside the manor. With that same irregular exhalation, Hugo pantomimed how the goblin had bounced and spun across the yard. "Good job, Hugo," Seth said, coming up the steps.