"I am the master here, my name is Richard. You can call me Sir, or..." The cigar in Richard's mouth trembled as he spoke, the bright sparks illuminating his face. "...call me your kind lord."
Richard's hand lifted the bulky body of the Bear Goblin and tossed it in front of the cowering goblins.
Richard bobbed his head three times, each time his head swayed and fell, finally losing patience. He held the goblin by the neck and chopped off the head.
Many of the Bear Goblin bandits turned away, unable to watch, screams echoing hysterically from the men, women, and hedgehogs around.
The bold Bear Goblins watched the scene, but their limbs were numb with fear.
"You have the time it takes for me to count to three to drop your weapons!" Richard surveyed the Bear Goblins in front of him, his gaze as proud as an eagle overlooking a brood of fat quail.
