"No bone got..."

"NO BONE GOT?! NO BONE GOT!" The troll stomped and hollered, shaking the bridge so rigorously that Hopkins found himself jumping up and down, like trying to find footing on a trampoline. He then found himself flung hard against the back wall as the troll swiped at him. The **** knocked the air out of him, and he spent the time he should've used to escape to cough on his hands and knees and spit up blood. The troll towered over him. He tried to scurry away, but the arm of the troll stretched almost unnaturally across the chamber, grabbing him so tight he could hear his ribs start to creak and snap.

"SORRY! SORRY! I get bone! I get bone!"

The troll did not reply, and instead threw Hopkins into its maw; a sickly crunch, a short agonised whimper, followed by dark crimson staining the floor and walls.