Behind Percy was yelling and a piercing scream. That wasn't good. Percy was hoping that Fisk was handling it until he turned behind him and realizing the troll's attention had been grabbed by what was behind them. Not good, not good, not good.

He started back toward the troll, aiming the heavy sign (why had Quin bought a sign so very large?) at the troll's leg before it could change direction. He didn't want to throw it figuring it may actually land on one of the few people he was realizing were around the feet of the troll. Bloody hell, hadn't he told Fisk to get them out of here? Voicing his frustration through a single word he yelled with all his might "RUN!" As he slammed the sweet's sign into the knee of the troll.