Three rock goblins stood on a nearby rock slab that had jutted out of the ground enough to be a good hiding place for them. Now, they used its height to throw sharpened rocks at the group in an attempt to kill them as their prey.
"That's very annoying." Brad slammed his shield forward again. The possessed armaments were vibrating in annoyance since the rocks were nothing compared to the other attacks it had defended against. This was insulting!
Noticing a slight red lines appearing on the possessed aramants, Clark could tell that with his anger in being annoyed by attacks like this, Brad and his possessed armaments were tapping in to the berserk skill they had between them.
