Dizzy, nauseous and with a trembling left-hand, Duke Qwass faced the oncoming goblins, lacking the agility of younger soldiers.
He made up for this weakness with his sheer determination and skill.
Shling
His blade sliced through the neck of a goblin. He then twisted and yanked the blade, using the force to send his blade to an incoming attack, sparks flying from their blades.
"Attack. Follow me, I will lead you all."
A young knight thrust at a hobgoblin with his spear, only for the monster to grasp the wooden shaft, pulling the knight off his feet. It's muscular figure superior to a human. The knight refused to let go of his weapon, grabbing tight and trying to pull free.
"Aaah….save me!"
The disgusting stench of the hobgoblin's body, its slimy, sticky drool oozing as it roared in the young knight's face, causing him to gag, unable to stomach the stench.
