They watched as Oliver walked forwards, seemingly unhindered by the deep snow. Unlike the clearing where they'd fought the goblins, here the footing with the depth of the snow was an actual problem. As if fighting such a monstrous creature wasn't enough, to have to do it with poor footing as well…
Oliver regarded the creature with an impossible casualness. Come to think of it, Kaya realized he'd never seen Oliver fight. Not in person. Neither had Karesh or Jorah. They'd heard stories, they'd heard what he'd done to Bournemouth, but they'd never caught sight of him in physical combat himself…
