192 Clash (2)

"Foul goblin! Say your part and be gone from our lands!" A loud shout echoed out as a figure jumped up onto the walls and stood imposingly.

Lady Zera stared down at the goblin lord from more the 30 feet high walls, seeming not to care that she left herself exposed to targeted attacks. The walls were basically paper before a Mountain-level combatant such as herself, however, these same walls were the only barrier to keep out the swarming but far weaker goblin army.

Viru, the Bad Lands goblin lord stared back at Zera, his mood turning more sour by the second.

He raised his chin and looked up to ask in his booming voice, "Milady, are you the chosen representative of this settlement…?"

"What does it matter to you, invader! Either speak your part or get the hell out of here! Don't think we're afraid of you!" Zera shot back quickly, acid in her tone.