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Flint seized one of his smaller rocks and pitched it down
the ravine at the monster, watching with satisfaction as it
whacked the troll squarely in the back of its grotesque head.
"Basalt, look out!" Flint cried, springing to his feet.
Moaning piteously and rubbing its head, the troll spun to
look upward, its jaws widespread in a malicious grimace.
Even in the dim light, Flint could see the creature's long,
pointed teeth.
The troll leaped upward, astonishing Flint with its prodi-
gious bounds. The dwarf sent a large boulder skittering
down the chute, but the rock ricochetted past the troll's
head, narrowly missing Basalt, who had begun to scramble
up the ravine behind the speedily climbing troll.
Flint hefted another of his large rocks, holding it over his
head as the troll closed in. The creature's wide, black eye
sockets stared at him in a way that was all the more terrify-
ing for their complete lack of expression. Aiming carefully,
the dwarf pitched the boulder when the troll was some
thirty feet below him. The heavy rock, its momentum aided
by the muscles of Flint's broad shoulders, struck the troll a
crushing blow on its left leg
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