Following behind the elderly Forest Trolls priest, the group cautiously headed deeper into the Dark Forest. After about half a day, the Forest Trolls passed through a gap in the rocks and finally stopped beside a river.
A river lay behind them, surrounded by crude wooden houses and a few simple traps, with tall, strange trees towering overhead. Once they arrived, the Yuan Demon that had been watching the Dwarves had to be recalled because they were too far away. It began patrolling the area instead.
With the broad fields of vision provided by the three Yuan Demons, Han Shuo discovered that the place was enormous. A rough count gave him several hundred houses; this appeared to be the Forest Trolls' lair. Many green-skinned Forest Trolls, children and women alike, held weapons as a powerful Troll Warrior trained them.
From the Elves' earlier description, Han Shuo understood that these Forest Trolls were plunderers by nature. The idea of self-sufficiency had no place in their lives. Whether it was food, drink, or supplies, they took it for granted that they should seize it. Worshippers of Daddala, the demon of plunder, they trained even their children and women simply to have more strength available when they raided.
After arriving, the old priest shouted something in the trolls' language. Every Forest Troll in the tribe, whether child, elder, or woman, excitedly pulled off their bags and waved them, shouting, "Daddala! Daddala!"
After the commotion had gone on for a while, the old priest continued speaking to Han Shuo in the human language. "Come, I will now take the great god Daddala and his emissary to the sacred ground."
"Yes, hurry. Lord Daddala cannot wait," Han Shuo said, nodding with a solemn face.
The same Forest Trolls continued carrying Little Skeleton while Han Shuo