“Goblins!” yelled Ainz, spotting them first in the shadows of the trees. “6 of them!” his skeleton minion glowed softly with a blue light momentarily as he whispered the spell with his next breath. It headed in the direction of the nearest goblin attacker. The goblin was slightly unnerved by the sight and missed completely when he fired off an arrow.
Lucien spotted another two goblin archers to their left and moved towards them. Quickly raising a palm, he muttered an incantation that sent a white hot flame towards one of them. The goblin reacted just in time, ducking low and firing an arrow that sailed past the drow’s legs. His companion let loose an arrow that sliced a cut in the drow’s cheek while a third goblin suddenly jumped from the bushes behind, whacking Lucien in the back with a spear that knocked him forward a few steps. He whirled around before the goblin could impale him, knocked the spear aside with one hand and grabbed his face the other. A surge of lighting issued from his hand and fried the head of the goblin, the smell of burning flesh filling the air as it dropped dead to the ground.
Meanwhile, the halfling, Gelwyn chose the target directly in front of her, a goblin who looked to be the leader and held a strange weapon not typical for their kind. A knife made completely of ice suddenly formed in her hand and she threw it straight at him, but with an odd wave of the weapon, her knife swerved off course, landing in the tree trunk beside him. “Magic” she thought, hopping off her pony. With a look of deep concentration, her form slowly grew, fur sprouting along her skin as she took the shape of a large brown bear. Apparently her pony was quite used to this and remained perfectly calm beside her.
As the bear prepared to charge, an unseen force punched Ruthrrien in the gut, winding her for a moment. She didn’t know that the goblin leader had aimed the attack at her with the wand. She caught her breath as rage swept through her like fire. She leapt out of the pit and charged the nearest goblin.
“Raaahhhhhrrr!” she bellowed, swinging her great ax. His head was cut clean from his shoulders before he even had time to flinch. Filled with the glorious satisfaction of battle, adrenaline coursing through her veins, she caught sight of another goblin now running away from her. Snatching a throwing ax from her waist, she aimed it at him. It flew just past his large flapping ears as he dodged it, but she didn’t care, and charged after him.
A skeleton suddenly jumped into the path of the fleeing goblin, blasting him full in the face with an icy breath that left icicles hanging off every inch. As the goblin dropped to his knees, a ball of energy came from the dwarf’s direction and slammed into his stomach, leaving him gasping for breath. She took her chance then, lunging forward with a mighty upswing of the blunt side of her ax. She clipped him under the jaw, sending him up high into the air. As he fell back down, she jumped into the air above him, whirling the blade of her ax down with all her might that sliced the goblin right down the middle from head to toe. Her axe landed deep in the earth as the two halves fell to either side.
Panting heavily and covered in gore, she looked up just in time to see the brown bear that was Gelwyn barreling into the wizard goblin, biting off its head in one swift motion as the body fell to the ground. The two remaining goblins that had been firing off some arrows saw the disturbing death of their fellows and took off running, having no desire to continue the fight. They all watched them run and grinned at each other, Gelwyn returning to her normal form.
“Not bad for our first fight,” said Lucerin with a grin. “We all killed one each?”
“Two for me!” Ruthrrien said proudly, spitting a bit of blood from her mouth.
“I made one easier for you,” said Ainz in a low voice, not having actually killed one.
“As if I needed it,” she huffed.
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