"Gob…what?" said Thokk. He looked to the elder, and the elder simply shrugged.
"The martial ways of our people. The way of the our flesh that changes to any land whether it scorches or freezes." Goromir rolled his four shoulders and exhaled, his body growing more limp and more fluid. "You see it now. With proper flow of mana and keen, trained senses, I utilize [Shifting Form], dodging your clumsy blows with the full breadth of movement afforded to me with this blessed body of mine."
The Collector understood what Goromir spoke of. The goblin accelerated an even amount of mana flow around his body while maintaining all of his honed senses on his enemy.
By not explosively charging any one part of his body and coupled with his training and sharp observational skills, the goblin elite could respond to any attack, dodging with his extreme agility and flexibility.