"Screech!"
A piercing scream filled with agony echoed through the forest.
The black arm shield's surface reflected the cold light from the surrounding Frost Hill, while the five long, powerful fingers tightly gripped the slender, fragile neck of the goblin before him.
With keen perception, Xia Nan could clearly feel, on the surface of the thin skin at the goblin's neck, the faintly electric sensation akin to a current, caused by the high-frequency vibrations of the vocal cords during the scream.
He could feel under his fingertips the swelling muscles of the neck that were writhing, and the lopsided cartilage deeper within.
With all four feet off the ground, it was dangling in mid-air, its neck clutched by a single hand.
The green-skinned goblin screamed and struggled, yet it was impossible to break free from the seemingly iron grip around its neck.
