Battle with the fourth - 2
With a sweeping movement, the goblin chief made some distance between it and Korig.
It had decided to retreat for the time being.
As the goblin chief retreated, it barked orders to the remaining members of the horde, its growls echoing through the chaotic night.
The lesser goblins, driven by a mix of fear and obedience, charged toward Korig and Ezra with a frenzied vigor.
Their movements were like a tide, crashing towards the two young warriors.
Korig, feeling the weight of exhaustion settle in, fought with the discipline of a seasoned martial artist.
His limbs moved with aching precision, delivering calculated blows to incapacitate the relentless goblin horde.
Every punch, every kick was a testament to his resilience, and the adrenaline coursing through his veins pushed him to his limits.