THE DARKNESS DENSED in the wilderness. The crackling of the insects was rising as the light dimmed out. It's been about half an hour since Wrik and company began their venture into the wilderness for a place to spend the night. There were a lot of old enormous trees here, making it wilder. Apart from the trees, there was an infrastructure of broken buildings here and there. Those had been fine architects of the past, but now only left with their lost majesty.
The one who's in the lead was the emerald-eyed girl, behind her was Wrik and Davin conversing over what happened after Wrik went unconscious.
"So, she single-handedly beat up a group of a dozen participants?" Wrik raised an eyebrow. He looked at the serene figure in front of him. Soft as the morning wind. He couldn't imagine the scene of her dominating a group of people.
"Well, not a dozen. She made a statement by beating a few to the dozen," Davin spoke out awkwardly. "I think, it worked well. If not, they wouldn't have left us so easily."
Wrik heaved a breath. He learned that after he passed out; they were transported in the wilderness. And a feud broke out over the emergency kits; a group started to beat the precipitants for their kits. Their business might have gone well if they didn't come to rob them off. Especially the emerald-eyed girl.
Davin didn't even need to pick up his sword. Before he could have taken a defensive stance, she started her assault at the crowd. And she had not at any disadvantages—attaining upper hand quite comfortably. After that, she took three of their emergency kits in return as the leader of the crooks settled it.
On another matter, Wrik still didn't know her name. The young lady even forbade Davin to mention it. She held onto the grudge that he didn't meet her yesterday. Without much choice, Wrik started to call her: 'miss'. He didn't even explain why he didn't meet with her; his mind was still hurting—it's not a good time for another argument. Now, he was figuring out a plan on how to communicate with her.
Suddenly, he sensed something in the surrounding, disrupting his thoughts. He looked up to notice that Miss similarly stopped at her leading. She gestured with her arms to come near her.
"There's something in the front," she whispered as they came nearer.
This is the first time they have sensed something's presence aside from humans, after being dropped here.
"Let me check," Wrik said as he moved up a few steps. He put a bit of effort in his [Eye of Insights] and noticed the silhouettes of four humanoid creatures—not as tall as an adult human, nor as straight as human. It had no hair on its body, almost naked in the dim light. Its teeth were like savages, and they were carrying short sticks and pikes as weapons. He couldn't notice more in the shady lights. The pain was still there. It was unwise to bother it more.
"There four, a head shorter…." He explained what he noticed to the other two. Hearing that miss sighed in relaxation, while Davin spoke out:
''Its goblins; should be of the primitive tribes with lower intelligence."
Goblin? Wrik knew about it, he had read a few stuff about it before. He figured out that it wasn't any tough opponent for them.
He equipped the long sword, readying himself for his first fight in the trials. Davin was the same, was ready with the sword.
"You two boys seem excited over this battle?" Miss said with her lips raised. "How about you two finish it, then?"
"Shouldn't be that difficult." Davin exchanged a glance with Wrik, more like asking for his approval.
"I have no problem at all," Wrik shook his head, "I'll take the right."
Mentioning that, Wrik rushed towards the right side . . . He hadn't had a battle for months. Maybe a bit excited seeing the goblins. Davin clicked his tongue, but followed on the left.
Wrik sped up his pace the closer he got; the good thing was that the goblins didn't detect anything. And when they noticed, it was too late. He leapt straight at one of the goblins, piercing in the head. The blade cracked the skull, as the growl of the goblin came with the blood—he couldn't see the colour in the dark, but he smelled it in the air. Another goblin rushed right at him with a pike but met his right leg in its chest, and the next moment it was two meters away in the ground, gasping for air. He didn't like the way it growled, so he finished it rather quickly by slitting its neck.
It was easy, too easy, even for him. He didn't feel even a bit of thrill or dissatisfaction killing off these creatures. Well, it's not like he hadn't killed before. He looked to notice Davin similarly wrapped up the other two rather easily, though his face showed an ugly expression.
"How's the show?" He asked, peeking at the only female present in the group.
"A manly brawl indeed," she said, pointing at his dress.
He found out that it was dyed with blood strained from the goblins. Though it's not all over the body, it's still a bit unsettling for him. Finding nothing to say, he shrugged his shoulders.
"Well, if it's over then let's continue, I don't want to spend the night with these goblin corpses."
*****
In another location, in the wilderness, where darkness was omnipresent. A lanky figure could be seen running while panting heavily. Behind him were the silhouettes of dozens of goblins chasing after him while growling.
"Fuck! Why am I alone here with these goblins?" Grumbled the figure as he threw two knives with both of his arms. He brandished his blade as he prepared for a massacre.
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