The fires raged brighter now, their flames casting flickering shadows across the walls of the massive cavern. The goblin chieftain's guttural roars echoed through the chaos, rallying the remaining goblins into a final stand.
But it wasn't just warriors who answered the call. Mothers wielded jagged sticks and rusted blades, their faces contorted with desperate fury. Younglings clung to their legs, some armed with stones or crude slings.
I tightened my claws against the ground, my breath coming in steady gasps. The warmth of the orb surged through me, its pulse matching the rhythm of my pounding heart.
"We've come too far to stop now," I muttered, locking eyes with the horned rabbit.
She didn't respond, but her sharp blue eyes burned with a quiet determination.
"Alright," I growled, crouching low.
"Let's finish this."
The goblins charged in a wave, their shrill cries mixing with the roar of the bonfire.
