"Gyaaaa-kikikiki!"
A goblin scout cried out with its raspy grating voice echoing through the damp cavern walls.
It stood near the mouth of a massive jagged tunnel, pointing a filthy clawed finger into the distance.
It could see one of its very own kind sprinting frantically toward the safety of the nest, its green skin glistening with sweat.
The scout threw its head back and began laughing with a vile clicking sound. "Kekekekeke…"
However, that fleeing goblin abruptly exploded into a shower of dark crimson blood before it could even reach the tunnel entrance.
Before the scout could blink… before its tiny primitive brain could even process the sudden eruption of gore, something sparkled violently in the dark air.
A steel longsword sailed through the gloom with terrifying velocity, burying itself right through the center of the scout's head.
