Shadowgate

Seconds comparable to days pass. You gaze hard at the troll with a furrowed brow.

"Well, isn't dis jus' cute."

The troll remarks, as he reveals a massive javelin from below him. Head still resting on hand, it casually flicks the javelin with a snap of its wrist.

As the foot wide spear screams towards you, you hardly have time to frown as the tip shatters through your ribs, propelling out your spine. Your legs buckle, falling dead before you hit the bridge.
End Of Story