Arad made his way back to Dark Moon Bay and found the army already gathering to march at the gates. Even though they knew Arad would win, they probably expected a few monsters to run past him and attack the city.
"You can relax, all the trolls ran away." He looked at them and then glanced back at the mountain, "You probably won't hear from them for months. But other monsters might still try something funny, so keep the usual security level."
He walked past the soldiers, and they opened a path for him, parting and stumbling back as they tried not to stand in his way. The general from before approached Arad with a worried face, and this time, he managed to ask without waiting for anyone to speak instead of him.
"We've heard loud roars. What was that?"
Arad stopped walking, looked at him, and replied. "It was just an old white dragon. He was the one commanding the trolls around. I cut his tail and sent him away, so you won't have any troubles from him in the future."
