In the midst of this tense confrontation, the figure calmly stated, "My job here is done."
Its words hung in the air, an enigmatic finality resonating within them.
The figure then glanced at Korig, its eyes bearing a strange mix of expressions, acknowledgment, perhaps a hint of regret, and a cryptic farewell.
With a deliberate wave, it turned to leave.
Korig, a surge of urgency and frustration gripping him, tried to shout, to call out to the figure, to seek answers about its motives and purpose.
Yet, before he could articulate his words, the Goblin Chief, seizing the moment, lunged forward and slammed its massive foot into the ground.
The impact generated a ferocious shockwave, dispersing an avalanche of dust throughout the room.
As the particles of dust filled the air and obscured their vision, Korig and the others could only shield themselves, bracing for what would come next.
