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Once he finally bashed the head of the ogre to a bloody pulp he took a deep breath and sighed out finally feeling calm once more. He went through hell here as his freaking pet and to finally get some payback was such a relief. He dropped the stone and then he grabbed the ogre necklace which held the skulls of his friends. He needed to properly bury them when he got the chance. 

He noticed that two of the gonlins seemed to be leading their own little groups but at the offer to go with them out of there to their home he shook his head at the pale gonlins. He wanted to stay if only so he could watch what the female did to the remaining trolls. He would turn this place into a proper home if given the oppertunity. Besides he wasn't sure he trusted their group yet considering he was let out as a convenience rather then Goodwill. 

The group was able run for the church and thanks to gird quick thinking about using meat as a distraction, despite the wolves howling they didn't see any as they made the run for home but the night was here. If the second group hopped to leave they would need to be clever or risk sleeping with the cowardly trolls.