Goblins *again*? Callous is beginning to dislike goblins. Callous knew this dell was too good an ambush site.
The rage begins to rise. Callous is a blur as they leap up the side of the ravine. Six goblins. Archers who haven’t met Callous. They are upon them before they know. Ha!
The rage takes over. Riding the familiar wave of fury, something is different. New.
Since the blast in the tunnel under Greycliff, Callous can sense the glistering of magic in the world. Now, though, it surges from within. It feels powerful.
The glistering surge reaches into the minds of the goblins. Some of them are not able to resist its pull. Three. The motes of consciousness surviving the rage note the glister is green this time. Their minds are open to Callous. Ha!
Callous sees their intentions. This is insanity. Certainly Callous feels crazier day by day since Greycliff. Certainly too, the glister of their minds is jagged enough to make Callous flinch.
Callous swings the falchion but the first goblin is fast enough to skip back. The others are flapping, dropping bows and grabbing blades. Callous kills one. Dodges, ducks, catches a small flesh wound. The magic in their minds tells Callous how to avoid the worst of it.
The glistering surge reveals another mind! The halfling, Dudo has caught up. He climbs swiftly, that one, Callous notes. Oranzil chose their guides well.
Dudo guts a goblin, who was, in fairness, distracted. Callous has a sense of the fear of the lightning-fast-striped-giant-death-devil-cat from the mind of the goblin before its thoughts are cut short by Dudo’s blade. Yes, Oranzil chose well.
Words from below. Words wrapped in orange glister. Orange. Noted. A goblin begins to laugh uncontrollably. Dudo’s friend Milton must have made a spell! Clever halfling. Yes, these two will be fine. Callous glimpses the elf racing around the edge of the clearing to come up the side of the ravine but two more goblins are there! Poor goblins. They think they’ve surprised him. Soveliss hacks one in half – the other, turning to flee, is cut down on the backswing. Bob waits in the dell. Too few for him to exert himself.
Dudo and Callous dispatch three more. The laughing goblin last. Ha.
Callous purrs.
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