Bab 396: Their first monster (part 2)

|Khahaha! You were right – cleaving him feels like cutting through warm butter – no resistance at all.|

Zombie laughed internally watching the moss troll writhe in pain.

|Shoud have cut off his head and be done with it.|

Patience sighed, sounding as if she was shaking her head at him.

|That is not my task for today.|

Zombie shrugged his shoulders, just as the troll was reaching out to his hand cut-off arm, undoubtedly to try to reattach it since its natural healing ability would actually allow that,

"Did I allowed you to touch that?"

The little blue undead rolled his eyes and took a step forward before winding up for a slash.

*SHING* *SHING* *SHING* *SHING* *SHING**SHING* *SHING* *SHING* *SHING* *SHING* *SHING* *SHING*