Immediately done!

The gray trolls were amazingly effective. They were going into the defense room and set up a lot of traps, and then they went to get Creek and tied it up outside.
- LEAVE ME!!! Shouted the purple troll
He did not intend to leave him there! They just wanted all the creature's attention to be directed to the troll so that it falls into as much trap as possible. They would detach Creek later to attack the spirit of misfortune.
Poppy was scared ... They will give their life ... It was the only party in history that she remembered clearly and everyone was talking about.
The spirit of healing was Oxy. Everyone was clear on that. Branch had been more than surprised by the power of the child.
- Did you heal my hand?
- Yes ... When I sleep, all the wounds that touch me heal in a few minutes. I can not control it ...
He was wringing his hands nervously
- They must take me for a monster now ...
- You're not a monster! You are Oxy! A brave young troll! You were brave to show your power to all!
The little Lilac / white troll smiles
- You are right!
- could you use your power to heal the wounds of the trolls during the fight?
- You have to promise me something!
- Yes?
Oxy will be in his arms
- I do not want to use my power to heal you ... You pay attention!
- ... Okay, I promise you.
He went to the entrance of the bunker where the gray trolls had set up the room to deal with the trolls that would be hurt.
- You did not tell him?
He turned around, Happy was next to him, he seemed to know the story of the united spirits.
- I dare not...
- Do you want me to do it?
- No .. I'll tell him later
- Okay...

- I DO NOT WANT TO EAT ME !!! Cried Creek
When the ground began to shake

*

The silence
Total silence
Everyone was hidden. Some in the bunker, some behind rock or behind trees.
Poppy and Branch was hiding behind the rock from the main entrance of the giant bunker.
In the story, it was written that the spirit of misfortune would be defeated, but they were very nervous, if it failed and Branch was right? If it was a mere coincidence?
The ground shook again and the song of the creature was heard.
It seemed like a song of loss of love, despair, mourning ... In short, it was an unhappy song.
They heard the trees break ...
Then nothing
- HELP ME!!! DETACH ME !!! Cried Creek
Branch glanced over the rock.
The creature out of the woods, she had to measure between 20-30 meters high! His scales were black as night, and rainbow-colored crystal spikes covered his back. The beasts waved its tail and its big wings as black as it is scales. It's eyes were green and scary.
He sang again, a crystal shone at every note.
And he's looking at Creek
The dragon walked slowly, grunting to the troll calling for help. When a trap is triggered.
And then another, another, another ...
All the trolls at the same time came out of their hiding place and attacked the monster.
Two trolls untied Creek and took it to the bunker while the fight began