Elerian now saw how clever Zaleuc had been to use his mutare first. Still preoccupied with the remaining changelings, the Dwarves were only able to launch a few crossbow bolts at the Trolls and the Goblin cavalry which followed close behind them. Most of the darts were aimed at the Trolls, rebounding harmlessly from their thick armor or heavy shields. The few quarrels that struck some exposed part of their greenish white flesh inflicted only shallow wounds in their stony hides. A few quarrels missed entirely, for the hands of some of the defenders shook as they aimed their crossbows at the terrifying monsters bearing down on them. By fate or design, the two Trolls arrived at the dike at exactly the point defended by Ascilius and Elerian. In unison, they leaped over the moat that fronted the earthen barrier, their powerful legs carrying them over the trench to the top of the dike. As their huge, clawed feet sank deeply into the soft dirt of the barrier in front of him, Elerian risked a quick sidelong glance at Ascilius on his left.
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