"Come on! Come at me!" Randall rasped out a threat.
Suddenly, the largest goblin on the far left let out a shrill, bizarre cry. Like a bolt of lightning, it lunged at him with a heavily rusted knife raised in its hand.
It's over! I can't scare them off!
Randall's mind went completely blank. The strength to fight had already left his hands.
All he could do was watch in despair as the vicious fiend came hurtling toward him, reeking of filth, rot, and excrement. The rusted knife in its hand grew larger and larger in his vision!
"Vwoom—!"
At that critical moment,
a completely different, yet piercingly sharp sound tore through the oppressive air from off to the side!
"Squish!"
The Blue Light Ball illuminating the darkness shot far faster than the goblin's lunge and struck it squarely in the side of the chest!
The terrifying force and destructive power tore through its skin and muscles almost the instant it made contact. Strands of crimson muscle snapped like broken threads.
The short, sickly green figure was flung violently to the side in an instant, then slammed into a rough tree trunk in the distance.
Its filthy body twitched twice, then went still. It slid down the trunk and crashed to the ground.
The other goblins were stunned by the sudden attack and their companion's gruesome death.
Their murky yellow eyes brimmed with the primal fear rooted deep in their blood. Their throats bobbed as their advancing steps turned rigid. Slowly, they turned their heads toward the source of the attack.
Randall gasped for breath, his heart pounding so hard against his chest that it felt ready to leap out of his throat.
The sudden turn of events had left his mind blank too. When he realized what had happened,