Miri narrows her eyes and purses her lips, her expression conveying her disapproval of Navar's suggestion. "How do we know he's not lying, Navar? For all we know, he could be an enemy spy?"
Navar smiles serenely at Miri, his gaze steady and unwavering. "He doesn't look bad, Miri. Let's give him a chance."
"Why T-thank you, young sir," says the goblin.
"What's your name?"
"My name is Pikati. I am the only failed Super-Mite experiment."
"Super-Mite experiment? What do you mean by that?" asks Miri
"Overlord wanted to increase the strength of his army and also wanted soldiers with the element of surprise. To do so, he requested his lead partner to make mites that transform into giant soldiers."
"Why did it fail?" asks Miri.
"Let's just say there were "complications" that held the test back."
"Next question, how did you find us?" asks Juyon.
"I watched your ship land, so I followed behind you and waited for the right moment to introduce myself."
"Why do you plan to work with us if you are a Goblin?" asks Jax.
"Since the experiment failed, they alienated me from the entire army, so I have no purpose in working with them."
Navar throws his head back in a hearty laugh and looks at Miri. "See, Miri. I told you he's not our enemy."
Pikati turns his head, his gaze meeting Navar's. "I have one question for you guys, though."
"What is it?"
"Why are you guys here?"
"We're here to defeat the Goblins once and for all," says Navar.
"A-are you sure about that? The Goblin Army is a force to be reckoned with."
"If we weren't sure, we wouldn't be here."
"Wait a second.. that armor style…." Pikati thinks to himself. He takes a closer look at the group, and then a spark of recognition flashes through his eyes when he realizes they're wearing Ozania-styled armor. "Wait, a minute… You're Ozanian warriors, aren't you?!"
"Yes, we are!"
"Awesome! I've heard so many marvelous stories about the greatness of people like Ozan, Sir Ganforth, Rai, Reymont, and many more!"
"Do you want to join us?"
"I don't see why not. It beats roaming around for another ten years."
"Awesome, Pikati. I'm glad you can join!"
"Ok, now that we're acquainted, where is the Goblin Base?" asks Miri.
"It's four more miles north."
"Sweet! So we were getting close there this whole time!" says Navar.
"Ok, do you guys have a vehicle you can spawn? I can't walk long distances. My bones are quite brittle,"
Navar crouches and taps his finger against the ridges of his shoulder plate. "You can relax on my shoulder if you want to."
"Thanks!" Pikati leaps onto Navar's shoulder plate and clings to it.
Navar looks north, the wind rustling his clothes as he heads in that direction. "Come on, guys, let's go!"
"Hold on a moment, Navar, let's not rush things," says Denkei.
"What do you mean? We have to kick this guy's ass!"
"We have someone who has inside information on the base. Shouldn't we pick his brain and get a layout of the base? That way, we're not rushing into enemy grounds clueless?"
"He's right, Navar. If we rush into an area we do not know about, we're just setting ourselves up for failure. Besides, they're already aware of our presence. We could walk into a trap," says Juyon.
"And dude, it's literally nighttime! Why would we start the invasion at nighttime? I want my sleep!" says Seiju.
"Ugh, fine," Navar returns to the group, his boots dragging along the ground.
"It's alright, Navar, we're actually here at a convenient time. The Super Specimens left a couple of hours ago to gather resources," says Pikati.
"Who are the "Super Specimens"?" asks Denkei.
"The Super Specimens are the highest rank of The Goblin Army. They possess the abilities of a Supernatural, and their names are Izolly, Olly, Grolly, and Xolly. Fortunately, Xolly left a few months ago due to a fallout with Overlord."
"Xolly? Isn't he the goblin you guys defeated not too long ago?" asks Seiju.
"Yes, he is," says Denkei.
"Wait, you guys fought a Super Specimen?" asks Pikati.
"Yeah, and we also defeated him," says Miri
"That must've been hell," says Pikati.
"What about the other ranks?" asks Astran.
"The only other ranks are regular Goblins and Overlord himself, that's it,"
"What about the base's layout? How does it look?" asks Denkei.
"Last time I remember being there, there were four levels. The 1st being the highest, the 4th being the lowest."
"Is there anything else we should know before we go?" asks Juyon.
"Nope, I've told you guys everything I know. I think we're good to go."
"Finally, I've been itching to fight them," says Navar.
"Alright, we'll take eight more hours of rest then. We'll get back to it," says Jax.
"Got it!" says everyone.
Eight hours later, Juyon descends from the tree, the tree branches creaking as Juyon makes his way down and nudges everyone awake. "Wake up."
Everyone wakes, and a gentle breeze drifts through the trees as they continue their stroll through the forests. Most of the way through the travel of the four miles, Juyon notices a beige structure ahead that stands out against the landscape. "Hey guys, I see something!"
"You do? Navar walk up to the front," says Pikati.
"Okay," Navar moves onward, and Pikati's eyes shine bright, his pupils a white and blue hue.
Miri glances at Pikati, her brows knitted together in confusion. "What is he doing?"
"T-that's Farsight," says Nozomi
"What's that?"
"Farsight is an ability few Supernatural Trolls possess. It allows them to see long distances."
Navar stares at Pikati in awe, his jaw dropping as he witnesses the power of Farsight. "Woah! That's so cool!"
"Thanks! And there is a group of Goblins safeguarding the walls right now," said Pikati.
"How many are there?" asks Navar.
"Too many to count and too many for us to even think about fighting head-on," says Pikati.
"So, what do you suggest we do?" asks Juyon.
Pikati's gaze lingers on Denkei for a moment. "Can you perform a disguise spell?"
"Yeah, I can, but my enchantments aren't all that impressive. That disguise won't last too long. What type of plan do you have in mind?"
"No, I was just wondering.."
Jax marches to the front of the group, his face illuminated with enthusiasm. "I got a plan!"
"What do you have in mind, Jax?" asks Miri.
Everyone gathers around Jax, awaiting his plan and hanging on to his every word. "So here's how it will go.."
We now go to the POV of armed Goblins on the wall, safeguarding the base. "Did you hear that intruders have breached the planet?" asks one Goblin.
"Yeah, it must be a surprise attack by the Ozanians," says another.
Suddenly, they see a host of Goblins surrounding and restraining Pikati with iron shackles. "Who is that?" asks a goblin.
An elf on the wall lets out a loud, high-pitched whistle. "Someone go check who that is!"
The goblin steps closer, surveying the entourage with a beady-eyed gaze. "Is this mite a prisoner?"
"Yes, he attempted a sneak attack on our group not too long ago. We're taking him to Overlord for execution," says a veteran.
"Ok, you may proceed," The goblin steps back, beckoning the others to open the door with a wave of his hand.
As they enter, one of the disguised entries emits a piercing whistle. "What?" says a Goblin. An immense force of an explosion demolishes the wall before them, setting off a shrill alarm throughout the base.
Navar guffaws with laughter as the group's disguises fade. "Oh, man, what an entrance. Talk about hittin' 'em where it hurts!"
Rojo's expression turns to a mischievous smirk, accompanied by a deep chuckle. "Hehe, I'm glad you guys let me use that bomb. I've been waiting so long to use that thing!"
"Yeah, bro, I'm also glad we're no longer in those disguises; I couldn't stand being that ugly for that long," says Seiju.
"Ugliness is the least of our worries, Seiju. Now we have Overlord we need to defeat," says Navar.
A flurry of activity sounds in the distance as the blaring alarm sounds, the base full of the sound of thrashing footsteps heading to the entrance. Juyon faces the group, giving them a look of concern. "Guys, enemies are coming."
Pikati uses Farsight to peer through the walls, and he sees a massive horde of Goblins heading toward them. "There are a ton of enemies coming at us."
Navar's eyes twinkle with delight as his lips curl into a wicked grin. "Bring it on…."