The battle between the two humans and the Goblins began.
In the heart of the chaotic night, the clash between Korig and the goblin chief ignited, an explosive exchange of force and skill that echoed through the darkness.
The chief was a beast of muscle and fury, its every strike aiming to crush its opponent.
Korig, on the other hand, was a dance of precision and power, employing his Muay Thai skills with finesse.
The chief swung its massive club, a formidable weapon with spikes protruding from it, aiming to bring it down on Korig with brute force.
Korig ducked and weaved, evading the brutal strikes with agility.
Each miss sent tremors through the ground, evidence of the chief's raw power.
"Your brother met his end by my hands," Korig taunted, trying to throw the chief off balance, both mentally and physically.
"He was weak, and you're no different."
"You might be weaker than him"
