The sudden and gruesome demise of the survivor sent shockwaves through Korig and Aurora.
They stared in horror at the lifeless body, struggling to comprehend what had just transpired.
Korig's mind raced, trying to make sense of the situation.
"What... what just happened?" he stammered, his voice tinged with disbelief.
Aurora, her analytical mind swiftly processing the events, spoke, her voice laced with concern.
"It's as if... as if he was being controlled, just like the archer."
The goblin minion growled, a low, guttural sound that conveyed its own unease.
It seemed to sense the danger that lurked in the shadows.
Korig's grip tightened, his instincts on high alert.
"We need to be alert."
"Whatever or whoever is controlling these people is a serious threat."
Aurora nodded, her eyes scanning their surroundings for any sign of movement.
"We should move to that library quickly."
