the seven nomads-chapter 8

The Seven Nomads-Chapter 8
"They're gaining on us!" cried Charlie, looking back at the oncoming trolls. "Hurry, Mariah!" One of the trolls threw a spear towards Mariah and Charlie, but it missed them by several feet. The troll snarled in disgust. Finally, Mariah came to the edge of the graveyard and into a flat grassy area. She still heard the trolls roaring behind her, and she ran on. Her legs were growing weary, and she feared she would collapse from exhaustion.
"Help us, Plaru!" she cried. As they ran, they passed a heard of wild beastsnagz. The beastsnagz scatterted, then regrouped. Half of them lunged at the trolls, who began attacking the creatures. The other beastsnagz ran at Mariah, snarling. Charlie cried out in fear, and squeezed tighter to Mariah. The beastsnagz formed a circle around her, and stood ready to attack. "Stay back, you rascals!" Charlie shouted. He reached out his small hand and pointed it at the creatures. Sparks flew from his hand and hit the beastsnagz. They yelped in pain and jumped back.
"Come on," cried Charlie, "Work, Magic! Work!" He shot more sparks at the creatures, then the sparks stopped. "No!" said Charlie, "I is all out of magic! Phooie!" Just then, in the distance, Mariah saw a group of nomads approaching. They wore purple and black cloaks, and held spears in their hands. "Over here!" she shouted, "Help! Hurry!" As the group of nomads got closer, Mariah recognized one of them. It was Phillipe.
"Phillipe!" she cried, "You found us!" The nomads began attacking the trolls and beastsnags, and the battle was on. Phillipe and two other nomads ran at the trolls, throwing their spears. Phillip's spear flew through a troll's chest, and it roared in pain. The troll stumbled and fell, dead. More spears flew and hit two more trolls. A large troll grabbed a nomad and tore his arms off. The nomad screamed, then was silent. His body fell to the ground in a heap and lay motionless.
Some of the beastsnagz ran over to the body and began tearing at it. Mariah found a rock and hurled it at an oncoming troll. The rock bounced off the trolls head, and it only grunted. It did not even seem to phase the troll. But before it could reach Mariah, Charlie jumped onto it's large head. The troll clawed at the elf and snarled. "Charlie!" Mariah called out, "Be careful!" Charlie began stomping on the trolls head, and kicking it's face. It roared and grabbed the elf, who had grabbed a tuft of troll fur. Charlie pulled hard on the fur, and a handful came out.
The troll roared in anger, and pulled Charlie off it's head. It was about to finish of the poor elf, when suddenly Phillipe ran a spear into it's back and out it's front. The troll looked dazed. It let go of Charlie, who hopped back onto Mariah's shoulder. The troll turned to face Phillipe, who stood motionless. It coughed, then dropped to it's knees. It let out one last snarl, then fell to the ground, dead.