A foul white vapor emanates from the mouth of a green-eyed giant troll.
The troll's singular glowing eye subtly illuminates, casting a faint light on the white vapor in the pure darkness, making the troll's face clearly visible.
At this moment, the troll is hunched over, its large face directly confronting Angel.
The troll's fierce face, at first glance, exudes a sense of brutality, yet while locking eyes with Angel, the troll does not wield its giant axe but instead tilts its head, gazing at Angel with bewilderment.
Within the troll's limited brain, a stream of confused thoughts continuously emerge.
These thoughts are not about how to smash Angel with the axe but are a surge of emotions that even the troll itself does not understand. If its intelligence were higher, it might realize that these emotions flooding its heart could be called... appeasement.
How to appease the life form before it? This is the question on its mind.
