hadows were rising, covering the wet cold ground The sun was soon to disappeared in the horizon A lonely wanderer was sighted near the mountains of Vescoul Peacefully moving towards the stone filled landscape But something was about to happen, there were creatures in the dark Eyes of red, glowing behind the shadows dark They lurked so silently - the trolls of Midark With a lust for blood they attacked him by dawn 16 hungry trolls with clubs, prepared since hours for battle Aarion raised his shield - taking the first strike And with the mighty sword, he enchanted them all For a moment they turned blind by the sparkling bright light And Aarion swinged his sword well, taking them all down… …One by one - he ended the fight Eyes of red, glowing behind the shadows dark They lurked so silently - the trolls of Midark