Masterful
The tension was palpable, with Derrick feeling more and more apprehensive.
He had carefully thought about every variable, but nothing was ever guaranteed. If anything were to go wrong, he'd have to consider it as a learning curve.
After taking a deep breath and calming down, it was time to get started.
"Death Warrior, arise"
In a ritual that was becoming eerily familiar, the small portal appeared before a red-eyed and armed skeleton came crawling out of it, still looking as menacing as ever.
Derrick had also made it appear a bit farther away from his position and behind thick cover, as to not directly attract towards himself.
The beginning of his plan was the same as before, since it was the only tool at his disposal that ensured his safety while being able to bait out the troll.
What he ordered next, however, was totally different from his previous attempt.
"Bang your sword around and create as loud a ruckus as you can"