hadows were rising, covering the wet cold ground
The sun was soon to disappeared in the horizon
A lonely wanderer was sighted near the mountains of Vescoul
Peacefully moving towards the stone filled landscape
But something was about to happen, there were creatures in the dark

Eyes of red, glowing behind the shadows dark
They lurked so silently - the trolls of Midark

With a lust for blood they attacked him by dawn
16 hungry trolls with clubs, prepared since hours for battle
Aarion raised his shield - taking the first strike
And with the mighty sword, he enchanted them all
For a moment they turned blind by the sparkling bright light
And Aarion swinged his sword well, taking them all down…
…One by one - he ended the fight

Eyes of red, glowing behind the shadows dark
They lurked so silently - the trolls of Midark