The battle started with Yodin loaded with monsters and Grum allowing two monsters to join him only to hold his ale.
The noise of fierce battle faded. Grum, now radiating with power, silently moved his hulking form back to his lackeys burned corpses. "Well done, men", said Grum as he picked up his unspilled ale and celebrated his daily victory. Grum chuckled at the faint thumping sound coming from atop the hill behind him. Tarsa was again patting herself on the back from a safe distance.
