A wave of green children sized goblins stormed towards me but I felt no fear, no instead I felt a sense of anticipation. The first one that reached me had a stick as a weapon, he went to hit my knee only to receive my boot to his face. With broken teeth spewing out of his bloody jaw he was sent flying back into the green mass, only to be trampled by his own people.
I didn't take out my blade or my pistol, my body was telling me to just give in and go berserk. My sight constantly getting bloodier as I killed one goblin after another. My nails sliced through their skin like a hot knife through butter. Blood drenches me as I rip their throats open or tear off their limbs.
I tear off the arm of a goblin in my grasp and use it to bash a different one's head in. I kill one two more come at me, a constant stream of bodies for me to fulfill my need for slaughter. I laugh as I plunge my fingers through a goblin's eye and listen to him squeal in agony.
A pile of bodies start to surround me and the hoard of goblins start to back away in fear. As I breathe in the air that is filled with blood and fear my body screams for more. I haven't lost control it's more like I've stopped suppressing my actions and in return my body moves the way I want it to. I stare at the two tier 1 goblins on either side of the leader as they lift up clubs made from small trees, the branches only somewhat removed to resemble spikes at the end. They roar at the retreating tide and the middle tier 1 kills a few of the faster cowards.
The goblins look on in fear turning their heads back and forth between me and their leaders. Finally the tier 1s on either side of the leader move forward to fight, raising the weak moral. I sense danger from my new opponents, but at the same time a sense of excitement and anticipation washes over me.
I pull out my machete at last and rub my hand over the blade, coating it in my poison before the fight truly begins. They come from either side showing some teamwork as the hoard starts to charge at me again. I grab one of the dead bodies around me and throw it at the tier 1 to my left, leaping at the one to my right afterwards. He blocks my blade with his club but is pushed back a few steps from my momentum, I use this gap to close the distance and grab his left wrist. I twist it back and slash down on his shoulder separating the arm from his body.
ARRRGGHH
He scream in pain and swings his club in a clumsy manner trying to create distance between us. I duck underneath and use his arm to smack his head once, twice, three times. He is enraged at my weak attacks because of the humiliation of being beat with his own separated limb. The hoard arrived at that point scrambling to try and surround me. I can feel a few weak impacts on my back and shoulders but normal goblins truly have weak strength.
I use the arm in my hand to sweep back the initial goblins, using the space to chase after the injured tier 1. He roars and swings down his club. I side step it as I feel the air pressure in front of my face, I drop his arm and slash down my blade chopping his remaining wrist off. The pain drops him to his knees as his face pales from bloodlost. He cries out for help only to receive my blade, splitting his skull open.
The other tier 1 arrived to see his comrade die and roars in anger. He swings his club and sends a few goblins in his way flying. I kill more goblins as I make my way towards the enraged tier 1, laughing as the feeling of being alive overwhelms me. I lick my lips and taste copper as I raise my machete and slice a goblin in two from the waist. He screams as he is still alive while his guts spill out onto the floor.
Finally I meet the enraged goblin as he swings his club like a baseball bat across his body. I back step as my shirt is torn across my chest just barely missing the skin. I charge forward and lodge my blade into his club pushing him down to one knee as he tries to resist my pressure. I let go of my blade and duck as he raises up with excess force confused as to why I let go of my blade, right to the point where my knife stabs into the bottom of his jaw into his brain. I pull my knife out and watch the large goblin fall face first onto the ground, splashing the puddle of blood that has formed.
The hoard screams in terror as they watched two of their leaders die without being able to resist. They start retreating even while the last leader is issuing threats. The goblins start to huddle behind the leader or escape out the doors into the hallway. I hear gunshots and curses soon after. I know Max and Derek will be here soon but I want to kill more, especially the last leader.
His club is different from the last two it looks like a sign he uprooted from some cement, with a bundle of concrete still attached to one end. He is slightly bigger than the last two and his arms are a size larger. I shout at him as he roars but I don't charge, I take out my pistol and shot his legs. One bullet doesn't stop him as he starts to charge like his life depends on closing the distance, but if one doesn't stop him I can just use a clip. Unloading onto his right leg he has to stop as his leg fails him after six bullets. I change clips and shot his left leg causing him to collapse into the floor, using his club to stay upright. I walk over while changing clips, he tried a desperate swings once I draw near. I blocked the weak swing with my blade and draw the blow forward, causing the goblin leader to fall forward. I step on his arm as I unload another clip, this time into his shoulder leaving him with only one working limb. He looks up in despair only to see my smiling face.
This is it, this is the feeling I need. To hold a strong opponent's life in my grasp, destroying any hope they have. The goblin's last sight was my blade coming down onto his head.
Max burst into the room at that moment and watched my finishing blow. Soon after he and Derek started to clean up the remaining goblins cowering against the wall. It was soon over with a few blasts from their shotguns. I watch them as a wave of exhaustion takes over me and I have to use my machete to stay standing. My body feels like my bones were replaced with lead and my head starts to scream in pain. I notice the system is flashing notifications in the corner of my eye. I pull up the system to be stunned.
System Warning: Host's hyper emotions have caused a change in your bloodline to occur. In the process host has gone past earlier limits and overdrawn your bodies energy. Advised to quickly replace your energy to allow the bloodline's change to complete.
Only after reading the warning did I notice the hunger. My stomach started to scream feed me. The tier 1 goblin in front of me started to give off an enticing scent, after a moment of resistance I start to chop open the goblin leader's chest and pull it's bloody heart out. I should be disgusted but the smell is irresistible. I start to bite into the meaty heart to feel intense energy start to flood my body. My pulse starts to race, my blood starts to feel like fire as it washes over my body, starting with my veins, my bones, my muscles, skin, finally reaching my brain. At this point I can't hold back and let out a painful roar.
Max and Derek turn back to look at me.
"Stay back Derek, those are signs of tiering up."
"But how did he tier up, we all agreed to stop upgrading for now to ensure something like this didn't happen tonight."
"I don't know, for now just finish cleaning up these bastards."
Meanwhile my body starts to burn hotter and I'm drawn to the other two tier 1 goblins. I don't want to but my body won't stop as I dig out and eat the others hearts. Just like before my body feels like it is being washed in flames, I'm unable to blackout because the sensation keeps raising. Everytime I'm about to pass out the pain increases, almost toying with my sanity.
After Max and Derek finished off the remainder they kept watch over me. I laid there spasming on the ground as my skin turned red and steam started to raise up from my body, evaporating the blood on the ground that comes into contact with me.
Finally the pain starts to die down after half an hour. It doesn't completely disappear but I'm able to stand it. Black paste starts to emerge from my pores towards the end of the process so I take my shirt off. Considering it is covered in blood anyway it doesn't matter. Max walks over after I start to calm down.
"You good?"
I can tell he is wary of me the way he is holding his shotgun, almost like he is waiting for me to lunge at him. I just nod towards him as my throat is dry, my voice sounds coarse.
"I'll explain later."
He nods back.
"We should be done here mostly, let's check the stage then get back. The girls must be worried by now."
There was a stage to the side of the gym, I didn't even notice it when I came in considering it was on the opposite side as the goblins. There is a door on either side of it, we took the one on the right and made our way up. What we found were some pitiful women tied up on the ground. Their clothing is in tatters and their bodies covered in fluids. I start counting and realise there is twelve of them.
"Max, Hunter. Come over here."
Derek starts waving us over from the back of the stage, there we found a women covered who's back and limbs were covered in thin red scales. She was tied up in bike chains but wasn't covered in fluids. She was still struggling as she saw us and growled.
"Back humans. Come near me and I'll bite what's between your legs off."
Considering her threat I can imagine why the goblins hadn't touched her yet. Max looks at me.
"She is probably a draconian, the goblins must have been waiting for their aphrodisiac to take effect before trying to rape her."
"Want me to try using mine?"
"You think it will work?"
"Can't hurt to try and if it does work we can get some information out of her."
Max thinks for a minute then nods.
"Ok, Max grab her head and hold it back."
He moves behind her and straddles the draconian while she tries to resist. He pulls her head back and I grab her jaw, locking it open. She gives out a gagging scream as I use my nail to slice my hand open and feed her my blood. She tries to spit it out but before long I start to hear gulping sounds.
Max jumps back from her after I take my hand away.
"Ok, let's let that take affect. For now we should start getting these girls on to the bus. Derek go get Jacklyn to pull up beside the gym doors. Be careful of any leftover goblins we missed."
"Roger."
A few minutes later we heard a honking and we started to carry the girls out. I had to restrain my poison again because none of the girls have taken the antidote yet. We finished up in a short time. We checked out how the draconian was doing. As I got near her head shot up and looked at me with a lustful face, her eyes glowing with a blue light instead of her previous dark brown irises. Max looked at me with a hint of jealousy.
"Well I guess it worked."