Chapter 25: Attack!

Muwi, always the charmer, wagged his tails and added, "We're just here to explore, no harm intended." but John asked: "Why the question, did someone already cause trouble?"

The old goblin looked up to John and signed: "Yeah, some humanoids came, requesting us to submit to the human city some kilometers south here, but we refused and fought them."

Another added: "They lost since they were only some C rank beings but they threatened us before dipping." John nodded: "They must be the servants of the cona familia." He said, already knowing how nobles behaved.

The goblin nodded: "Yeah, they called themselves Cona familia." John nodded in understanding, he looked at the sky and they continued to chat.

The goblins, offered them a drink, but John politely declined since he doesn't drink alcohol. They moved on, continuing their walk around the city, exchanging small talk with the civilians they passed. It felt almost surreal. For a moment, it was easy to forget they were in a hidden goblin city.

....

Suddenly, a loud, blaring sound ripped through the peaceful night. John stopped, immediately on alert. Muwi's fur bristled as they both recognized the horn's call.

"That's a warning," John said, his eyes scanning the area. The goblins around them stiffened, their peaceful expressions shifting into fear and determination.

A guard rushed past them, shouting, "Orcs! The orcs are attacking!"

John and Muwi exchanged a look. Orcs. They were nothing like the goblins. Bigger, stronger, and much more savage. From what John learned from the goblins, they were pig-headed creatures, massive in size and strength but lacking in intelligence. If they were attacking Krag, things were about to get messy.

"Looks like we're not getting that peaceful night after all," Muwi muttered, his eyes flashing with excitement.

John gripped his spear, his body tense but ready. "Let's go."

They followed the guards as the city sprang into action. Goblin soldiers armed themselves, rushing toward the gates to defend their home. John and Muwi were right behind them. As they neared the city walls, John spotted them, huge, hulking figures smashing through the trees line.

The orcs.

They were just as ugly as he remembered from his previous world's games. Big, fat, muscular, and standing around 190 to 200 centimeters tall. Their pig-like faces twisted in rage as they charged toward the city, wielding crude weapons, clubs, axes, and makeshift swords.

The goblin guards shouted orders, trying to form a defensive line as the orcs barreled toward them. John could already see that this fight wasn't going to be easy. The orcs might've been dumb, but they were strong, and there were a lot of them.

One of the goblin captains looked over at John and Muwi. "We could use all the help we can get!"

John nodded, stepping forward. "You got it."

Muwi's tails flared with blue flames as he grinned. "Time to burn some bacon."

John sprinted forward, spear in hand, Muwi right beside him, his four tails blazing with blue flames. The ground beneath them shook as the orcs charged, their massive frames tearing through the trees. Behind them, the goblin soldiers were already in formation, showing surprising coordination and speed. Their smaller size allowed them to move quickly, dodging the heavy swings of the Orcs' crude weapons.

John launched himself into the fray, his spear piercing the first orc he encountered. Blood sprayed as the beast fell, but there was no time to celebrate. Another orc charged at him, but before it could land a hit, John spun around and stabbed his spear into its side, sending it crashing to the ground. Muwi was just as ruthless, his flames wrapping around his claws as he slashed at the orcs, setting them ablaze.

"John!" Muwi shouted as he launched a fireball toward a group of orcs. "These goblins are holding their own!"

John glanced over at the goblin soldiers. Despite their size, they were moving swiftly between the legs of the massive orcs, striking at their weak points with quick, precise blows. The goblins used their small size to their advantage, dodging the orcs' slow, heavy attacks while countering with speed and agility. But the strength difference was still clear—the orcs were bigger, stronger, and their sheer numbers were overwhelming.

"Muwi, let's give them a little boost," John said, gritting his teeth grinning as he dodged an orc's swing. He focused his essence and unleashed the Biwu flames, sending them out in a wave toward the goblins. The flames wrapped around the goblins' bodies, forming protective armors of blue fire, giving them an edge against the orcs. The goblins' eyes widened as they felt the power surge through them, their movements becoming even more agile.

"Now we're talking!" one of the goblins shouted, his voice filled with new confidence as he struck down an orc with a flaming sword.

But just as the tide seemed to be turning, a roar shook the battlefield. From the treeline, four massive orcs emerged, each one larger and more imposing than the rest. Their armor was crude but effective, and the weapons they carried were clearly crafted for one purpose: destruction.

One of the orcs, the biggest of the four, stepped forward and slammed his axe into the ground. "I am Grugnak, the Iron Fist! Who dares stand against me?" he bellowed, his deep voice booming across the battlefield.

Another orc, this one wielding a spiked mace, sneered. "I am Gor, the Bone Breaker. Your city will burn!"

The third orc, a female with a scar running down her face and two large swords in her hands, stepped forward. "I am Rekka, the Blood Hunter. I'll feast on your bones tonight!"

The last orc, slimmer but faster, held two wickedly sharp daggers. "I am Slog, the Silent Death. Your lives are forfeit."

John's eyes narrowed as he sized up the four generals. Each of them was radiating a powerful aura, middle A rank at least. He knew this fight wouldn't be easy. "Muwi, looks like we've got our hands full," John muttered, his grip tightening on his spear.

Muwi grinned, his flames flaring up even more. "I'll take two, you take the other two?"

John smirked. "Deal."