"Well, let's get rid of them already! I'm mad it even took this long" Damian was pissed that he even had to sit and wait for this. He didn't fight even once this entire mission.
Hearing this, Earl was keen to speed things up. Waving at the crowd, he began walking to the village, his grandson not falling too far behind. "Off, to end them once and for all!"
As they were about to leave, the old man said something else. "And who will be the brave boys who fought this legendary battle? Use this chance to be apart of history, to save your home!!"
At first one young boy, then 5, and counting began walking forward. They were showered with praise as they took a stand next to Earl. Most looked excited, some looked a little scared. They had all seen some things going a bit further back in the village on a dare.
But more still joined them. In the end, a grand total of 15 boys were present.
After getting them in proper gear and outfitting them with swords, he set out on his massacre.
getting to the back end of the village, they passed the gate. Seeing the destruction from last night , Earl was surprised. "You have truly outdone yourselves" he said, staring at the deceased goblins, his eyebrows were raised but a smile was on his face.
"Flattered, truly." Andrew was quick to take credit. As they continued forward, deeper into the wilderness, The old man turned his head back. "You know, I originally planned for you all to die here, Using your death's to get the higher ups to take this threat more seriously."
"What!?" Everyone in the back besides Charles, who quickly got next to him, looked ready to tear him to shreds. He looked eerily creepy, his mouth said something so cruel yet his eyes looked as if he were calmly speaking about a what was for dinner.
The young men were not sure what to do. Side with a man who was clearly cold hearted, but also their leader, or side with a group who wouldn't be there in the long run. They were age 17 to age 14 and had never been in this scenario. Most just got ready to draw.
"We should kill you right now." Damian said, throwing caution to the wind. His axes came from his waist to his hands. Chases eyes widened. He knew there was something wrong from the moment they sent 4 f ranks against over 30 goblins.
most f ranks didn't even have powers. More of a regular armed mercenary if even that. Why were they being called for such a shitty reward? In reality Chase only expected to be fighting around 10 goblins, now divide that money between 4 people. Not very much.
Chase was curious about something. "What is your plan now? You told us this and think we're just gonna help you?" "None, now that I'm certain you are competent I just wish to be transparent."
"We don't have to deal with any of this. Nobody in your ranks can stop us from leaving" Andrew was eager to know where this man's arrogance was coming from.
"I've been half truthful about the goblins. Yes they arrived a messed up our trade routes, But orcs also came around and started teaming up with them. I'm sure you've noticed"
Chases thoughts flashed back to last night's happenings. Going back to the gate he wondered how the tiny goblins, deceptively smart as they are, were able to outright destroy entire sections of the gate. It all made sense.
"And you had to be Good Samaritans to pick up this quest anyway. You weren't doing this for me, we're all doing this for those people."
Earl pointed in the direction of the village they just left.
Chase was eager to spite the old man and leave on the spot, but those people who had finally found something to believe in after a long while of not even being safe in their own home did wonders for his spirit, as much as he would like to deny it at this moment.
"How strong are orcs anyway?" Chase was curious. He began walking again and most of the group owed him their lives, so they too continued walking.
"At the weakest, they are rank one, but they can easily get to rank 2 by cannibalism, killing enough of their brethren and gaining strength. Likewise, they could also just kill enough mana users. They can get stronger in Rarer cases."
a few more minutes of walking in an awkward silence led them to a group of trees that Donny suddenly stopped everyone in front of.
"This place is infested with not just goblins."
he pointed to specific locations, the tops of trees, and other areas that goblins might be, hoping to create a strategy.
He was suddenly stopped by a hand on his shoulder from Damian "they're goblins dude."
With that reasoning he burst through the cover to see goblins in the middle of guarding the cave, orcs who were bigger, guarded cargo that, in this case consisted of animal bodies.
orcs were on average 7 feet tall, muscular and green, they looked powerful, too bad they were only smart enough to wear animal pelts for clothing. Wielding either nothing or a club that could be classified as a small log with a handle, they looked fierce. Right now goblins and orcs were looking at Damian in confusion.
Not waiting another second, he shouted "LETS TURN UP THE HEAT!" Holding up his axes, they emitted small pillars of fire, his eyes glowed uncontrollably for a moment from inside the helmet.
he charged, bulldozing through any goblins in his way. A few goblins tried to shoot arrows at him that only ended up bouncing off. He ignored them and began swinging his axes,
Carving through multiple enemies at a time while also charring their insides.
"Oruuuuahhh!!!" Damian turned to see an orc with their club in hand, charging at him, each time his footsteps hit the ground a few leaves fell off of nearby trees.
He immediately charged but not too fast, before meeting his club with his axe, infusing it with as much mana as possible.
*BOOM*
An explosion of pressure was created from their clash, but quickly the club began splitting
Before searing hot mana met the orcs arm, severing it from its shoulder.
an orange colored slash of mana went out
Hitting a bunch of goblins before blowing up.
The orc didn't wait, roaring before attempting to crush him with his remaining hand.
Damian was faster, slicing the orcs neck before his hand could reach him.
It gurgled a bit as blood gushed from his neck.
Using its remaining hand, it held at bleeding neck before falling to the floor dead.
A Damian stood over the bloodied orc, a wave of euphoria hit him.
"This is what I've been waiting on!!!"
Unknown to him, his irises were switching back and forth from circles to slits.
More goblins were trying to attack him, but by now everyone had come back from their shock, The boys began killing the goblins, starting the journey to become young men.