[center][h2][color=00aeef]Klaus[/color][/h2][/center]
Klaus was glad that the trolls are as stupid as usual. Stupid enough to attack someone from the wrong side. The only thing good about them is their brute strength. But, their attacks are so blind & predictable that they look like a still target to the white haired knight. And here she thought the fiendish forces have grown. That overcomplacent mindset was what she would have years ago, [i]but the foul shards are at loose, borders had been threatened, and now orcs could even make a surprise attack here.[/i] 

Pieces by pieces, Klaus disassembled the troll's right arm, her piercing blue eyes maintaining sight towards the one-armed troll. She tensed her grip on the handle, trying to treat the fight with the troll as if she was fighting Sir Tyaethe. Though the difference between the two is like the sky and the earth, she was trying to be alert for anything out of the ordinary. [color=00aeef]"Troll meat don't taste very good."[/color] As much as a glutton Klaus is, she wasn't going to feast on those disgusting stuff again.