"Kiiek! Kill them!"
"Kyaak!"
The hobgoblins did not wait for any conclusions to be made. Six hobgoblins rushed at them, wielding clubs and blunt swords. Justin, who had been ready, shouted immediately, "Black Missile! Black Missile!"
Thud!
"Kiiek!"
"Ugh...!"
Two of them fell backward after being struck in the head by the Black Missiles, their skulls pierced, dying instantly. However, the other four showed no signs of panic. It wasn't that they were prepared for this; rather, they simply didn't care what happened to their comrades.
Standing before the advancing hobgoblins were Cooper and Derek.
"Hrup!"
"Kraa!"
With very different battle cries, both of them swung their weapons. The sword and the mace struck the hobgoblins simultaneously. One had its head severed, while the other's head was crushed.
The remaining two took the opportunity to attack from both sides.
"Kiiek!"
Clang!
