Matilda had only shown up a little bit ago. She was but a tiny, barely noticeable speck in the night sky, garbed entirely in black as she was. She has no idea what is going on, but the sight of an adult troll wielding some sort of blade against a defenseless kid was enough for her.

But she also knew trolls were dangerous. Some of them had strange powers, and this was clearly one of them. Yet after seeing what she had, and knowing what would probably happen if she left Matilda couldn't just do nothing.

She couldn't hesitate on this, so without another thought she took a mental hold on that cloak of his, forcing it to wrap around his head and then lifted him straight up.