"Argh, again?"
"Yes sir, a group of elves were seen watching over your kingdom"
Seeing that things have not changed, the king shrank into his throne and began to mutter to himself.
"What do these damned people want with me? Have they found out that it was I who spread the rumors about the tree? No, impossible, no doubt they don't suspect anything, so why are they besieging my kingdom?"
"Sir?"
Noticing that the goblin has heard his grumbling, Czar becomes angry and gives his order, raising his hand and pointing to the door he shouts.
"Go! Tell someone to gather my guards and bring the cripple as well."
Seeing that his king was irritated the goblin urgently ran out of the throne room, the goblin king on the other hand was left with a bitter taste in his mouth, it's been days since the elves have been watching outside his "wall".
He is arrogant, but sensible, he knows that he would not last a day fighting against the elven forces, he has more than two hundred goblins under his command, but even so it would be useless against a trained and refined army.
In the midst of his reverie, someone suddenly opens the doors to his private room. Annoyed he stands and shouts at the intruder.
"Who dares?"
Upon seeing the figure he takes a step back, it was a hobgoblin just like him, however, the energy emitted by that hobgoblin was completely different from his, the brown skinned invader walked arrogantly across the room, and looked from left to right.
"I hear there's a king here, come out!"
Seeing himself oppressed by his invader, Czar feels ashamed, where is all the arrogance he used to ooze? Wasn't he the one who defeated three human forces and captured their female soldiers and commanders? How could he fear one creature so much?
"Ah! There you are."
Their eyes meet and for a millisecond Czar sees a skull, fear erupts in a bizarre way, he had never felt anything like it before.
"Fear not, weak king, come to me"
With his hand outstretched he calls for Czar and obediently the self-proclaimed king started walking passively, his mind empty and his expression too, he is in a trance.
"My king, don't give up now, we will protect you"
Ten goblins appear, all of them wearing some piece of armor and wielding a weapon, with the most prominent of them being a muscular giant with a huge axe in his hand.
"What have you done to my king?"
The giant goblin pushes his companions aside and takes the lead, with a rough and brusque movement, he brandishes the axe at his enemy, however, it is held with only one hand, from his shoulder emerges a smaller goblin with a pair of daggers.
The small goblin throws himself with his daggers aimed at the hobgoblin's eyes, but as if it were nothing, the hob simply thrusts the axe and knocks the sitting colossus down, which consequently causes the small one to miss his attack.
"Weak"
Seeing that their dynamic duo had failed, the others shrugged their shoulders, but it wasn't over yet for the giant and like a dog off his leash he threw himself at his enemy without thinking of the consequences.
Unsurprised, the hobgoblin simply moves to the side in a calm and composed manner and in this way the giant passed straight through to the feet of his king.
"King, help us"
Still stunned, the goblin king finds himself panicking, but with total willpower he suppresses the fear coming from his sense of inferiority, and shouts to his guards.
"Attack, he can't beat us all"
Seeing that their king has come to his senses, the goblins regain their morale and advance against the mysterious invader, the fastest of them is a black goblin with red eyes, he has a sword his size and uses fast and powerful moves, but is easily deflected.
Without counterattacking, the hobgoblin leaps upwards and in the exact spot where he was standing an arrow misses its target, the goblin who shot it feels lost, for he had never missed before.
Still in the air the moving target receives an attack from a whip.
The sound of air being torn is heard, but from the goblin's feet comes a black spear from which he leans and catches momentum in the air to dodge and throw himself into the offensive, the spear disappears and two black daggers appear in his hands.
"Surely he will forgive me for not listening to him"
Spinning with his arms open the hobgoblin advances towards a tall and thin goblin, the goblin senses his bloodlust and raises his mace to try to stop the attack, but the handle of the weapon is broken in two and a long cut is opened in his torso.
"Yes, I am the most powerful"
Still with his daggers he runs towards another singular goblin with a mark on his chin, the goblin tries to keep his distance by stabbing his enemy with his spear, but to no avail, for, the goblin manages to easily dodge each attempted attack.
At each deflection he would take a step forward and as soon as he reaches him the hobgoblin's double blades cut one of the trembling goblin's arms and just as he is about to deliver the final blow, a pair of claws block his attack.
"I am the king, fight with me"
"Very well! King, if you can even manage to scratch me you can consider yourself victorious"
As he speaks this a black armor covers the body of the invader and a hysterical laugh sounds from it, still not giving up Czar starts moving his hands frantically and tries to rip the armor, but to no avail, only the sound of metal colliding is produced.
"It's useless weak king"
With his closed hand the armor hits the face of the helpless king, Czar takes a step back, but the barrage of attacks just continues, a second comes from the left, a third in the stomach, a fourth in the nose and lastly one, in the chin.
"Hehehehehehehehehuahuahuahauahuaahu"
The incomprehensible laughter of a victor resounded throughout the now silent room, only that sound could be heard by all, but slowly there was a sound that overlapped the laughter, it was footsteps, heavy footsteps.
From his back the hobgoblin in the black armor could not see, but there was a new visitor in the room, he looked at his own hand and took a deep breath, then he moved it slowly towards the laughing man in the middle of the room.
The movement was slow and completely irrelevant, but from that fist a white light emerged and hit the armor, without any resistance it broke and the light continued its attack, the winner's back was now on display, his burning flesh squeaked and left a white smoke in the sky.
"I thought I told you not to hurt anyone, Eater"