*****
As the last remaining Goblin guard lost control of its body, it immediately stumbled to the ground unable to control the large momentum of itself.
Before it could recover however, its head was cleanly cut off by a dagger, diminishing the last traces of its life.
Arthur looked at its corpse indifferently with a tinge of madness into his eyes as well before they shifted to the final destination of his, the chief hut.
It was closed by two large wooden doors and Arthur walked up to them before opening them without ado.
The gates opened, letting the afternoon sunlight arrive in brightening the dark gloomy atmosphere inside the hut.
The whole hut inside was nothing special except some ordinary weapons which were displayed on the walls in a variety of types.
The strange thing was that all of them had blood of them.
But the main purpose of the hut was situated in the middle which was also the most extraordinary thing in the hut.
