After the Goddess Priestess and the female priestess finished their two attacks, it was the goblins' turn to strike back. Since these goblins apparently had no bows, they used a rather unusual alternative.
They used slings. They swung the pouch-like things around and flung stones at their targets. Since they had to get up and find stones first, the goblins were a little slow. After all, they were only goblins; they couldn't keep stones tucked in their pockets at all times.
One after another, nine goblins used their slings to hurl stones at the gleaming Lin Yun. Well, his armor was black, but the black iron made it shine instead. It was a rather strange sight.
Of the nine goblins, one threw a stone at the female Paladin beside Lin Yun, who was also rather conspicuous and seemed to gleam a little. Her armor blocked it. The other eight all threw their stones at Lin Yun.
However, two of them seemed to still be a little groggy from just waking up. As they swung their slings, one stone hit its owner, while the other struck a nearby companion. How tragic.
The Bard had to keep watch, but that didn't mean he did nothing else. After all, he was a Bard. He took out his lute. It took a little time to prepare and build up, so he was a bit late—but at least it shouldn't be too late yet.
A rousing tune rang out from the Bard's lute, lifting the spirits of everyone fighting and making their blood feel like it was boiling. It was like the feeling of a grand battle between vast armies, complete with its own background music. Sure enough, every fight was better with background music.
This was one of the Bard's abilities: he could use