"Can you handle the elite goblins?" Soran questioned, a moment when he found himself pursued by the [Elite] Level 40 Twine Goblins. However, with deft agility, he managed to elude them through a series of calculated maneuvers.
As they drew nearer, it became apparent that these Twine Goblins bore subtle deviations from their regular counterparts. Their legs were slightly bent, and their bodies were covered in fur, hinting at potential physical alterations.
"Roger! Leave it to us, Vizier," the soldiers responded eagerly. "But exercise caution; the boss's tough hide poses a challenge for our weapons."
"Hmm... is that so?" Soran observed their comments, briefly leaping to gain a broader perspective before resuming his attack on Morgar from a different angle. Even in the shroud of night, Soran's katana moved with fluid grace, resembling flowing water, while the soldiers watched in awe.