Ash didn't have to wait long. Just as his head started feeling dizzy and the world around him began spinning due to excessive blood loss, the culprit behind the sneak attack and his impending death finally showed itself.
In Ash's mind, the one who attacked with the axe could only be two types of people: either ugly, disgusting, short, stinky perverted goblins with poor, pointy expensive ears and small dicks, or even more ugly, disgusting, normal-height, perverted, not extremely poor, smelly, and small-dicked armed goblins. Apart from those two types of bastards, he didn't believe there would be any third person who would sneak attack him without saying anything. It couldn't be humans, as he looked poor as f*ck from miles away, and there was no benefit in killing him. After all, he wasn't even carrying his sword and shield before the attack.
