Chapter 11: The Battle:
Mogorb's POV:
I was going to smash the toys with a giant boulder. "Playtime's over," I said.
"Sire," says one of my awgwa minions, "the light elves and frost giants are coming!"
"What," I asked.
Carol's POV:
At my age, I can't fight, but I can guide the others. "Mr. Warlock, Whisk, we're going to need your special talents! Everyone else, do what you do!"
. . .
The frost giants fought the awgwas head on while the light elves fired arrows.
Winter Warlock's POV:
"Please, give me enough magic to do this!" I then froze many of the awgwas.
Wisk's POV:
I took the form of an awgwa and I punched Mogorb down.
Carol's POV:
I then confronted Mogorb. "Do you give up," I asked.
"Foolish old woman," says Mogorb, "you can never defeat pure evil!"
"I thought you'd say that," I said, "now, Fred!"
Fred poured some magic powder on Mogorb, turning him into a fly. He then flew away.
Santa's POV:
I wasn't sure what I was going to do. Then everyone came with the toys. "You managed to reason with him," I said.
"Let's just say he won't be bugging you anymore," says Carol.
"Now, we have a job to do," I said.
To Be Continued
In the next chapter, Santa travels throughout the Nine Realms.