They still bullied the weak and feared the strong, fleeing the moment they met the slightest setback.
Geralt froze for a second, then realized these were walking experience points. He couldn't let them get away.
He chased after them with the Black Goat.
One swing, one Goblin down.
[Demon Hunter experience +12] [Demon Hunter experience +10] [Demon Hunter experience +11]
After he smashed three of them, the remaining Goblins jumped into a hole.
An underground river ran beneath the opening.
Splash, splash, splash...
They dropped in one after another.
There goes my experience... Geralt thought regretfully, but he didn't rush after them.
"Fly King."
Geralt summoned the vacuum cleaner to clean up.
The Fly King devoured the four Goblin corpses in no time.
A prompt sounded in his mind:
[Strength +2] [Agility +1] [Constitution +2]
Not bad.
They were far enough away that, even with the fire, the captives couldn't see what had happened. They had heard gunshots and monsters screaming.
All they knew for certain was that someone had come to save them.
"Help! Help! We're over here!"
"I'm Daniel Gates!"
"..."
Geralt ignored their cries for help.
Goblin society was still primitive, so human currency was worthless to them. But Goblins liked shiny things.
Sure enough, Geralt found a pile of objects beneath the White Bone Throne: natural quartz, crystals, copper wire, mirrors, plastic...
"Hm?" Geralt's eyes lit up.
An uncut emerald the size of a finger joint.
A half-pound gold nugget.
I've struck it rich!
After collecting everything valuable, Geralt finally approached the unlucky captives' cell.
The cell was secured with a human-made lock.
The irony wasn't lost on him.
"Stand back," Geralt told the captives.
Then he shot the lock off.
Geralt took out a glow stick and handed it to the