It had been a day since his battle with Jim. He had lost, running away like a coward and not the strong Gum-gum king he is. He lost his kingdom, his army, even his son… He clutched his wounded chest, his injury from the battle taking a toll on him. He suddenly fell to the ground, the sun starting to rise means he’ll burn to stone soon… but he didn’t. He woke up in a strange troll den and looked around. He was covered in a soft bluish pelt, probably belonging to some strange troll . He looked around before he saw you, another troll. You’d saved him