“What did she just say to that troll?” he said, as a deep wave of
laughter rolled across the room.
Rock scratched his nose. “Is play on words,” he said. “Very hard to
translate. But basically, she say ‘Is that the legendary Sceptre of
Magma who was King of the Mountain, Smiter of Thousands, Yea, Even Tens of Thousands, Ruler of the Golden River, Master of the Bridges, Delver in Dark Places, Crusher of Many Enemies’,” he took a deep breath, “‘in your pocket or are you just glad to see me?’”
Victor's forehead creased. “I don't get it,” he said.
“Perhaps I not translate properly,” said Rock.