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Darkness covered the sky, with twinkles of lights loomed above the small barn outside the city.
Droplets of water clung to the grass as far as the eyes could see.
Silent swallow the night, birds and bees' presence ceased as a creature of monstrous proportions steadily approached.
The creature's maw snapped open with a thunderous roar that ruptured the night, shaking the very earth it stood on. Lingering cows froze with fear, as the creature descended upon the herd, ripping their flesh apart to filled its rumbling gut.
"What going on here?"
An old man holding a shotgun ran out of the barn.
It stood up straight, stepping away from a cow it was still munching and sprinted toward the old man.
"Nooo."
The old man yelled while emptying rounds on the incoming creature.
His scream echoed through the night, as the creature saw like teeth sink into the old man.
The old man kicked and flailed about, attempting to kicked the monstrous creature away.
The creature stared down at the old man with cold, bloodshot eyes, its veins bulging with dark adrenaline.
Then, with terrifying indifference, it ripped his body apart, as though it was retaliating against the old man desperate attack.
Far away, two childlike beings crouched under a tall tree.
One elf and one pixie.
The elf looked at the pixie with a guilty expression, as if regretting not being able to help the old man.
"What's with that look you want to do something about that?" the pixie asked.
"You're crazy that troll will tear us apart," the elf said as he looked at the troll that still munching on cows, while the old man lay quietly on the grass.
"Then stop giving me the look and report back HQ."
"Trouble would want to know this."
"Who died and makes you boss?" the elf questioned."
"Fine, I will do it."
The pixie gave him a dirty look while silently calling in.