Are you here for a hero's comeback? Are you waiting for an Annihilation of a destructive move? A momentum Shift? Nothing happened.

So the goblin king twisted its lip disgustingly as it must have been a slight hindrance. It faced down to see the planted short sword in its belly. And it laughed! The booming voice shook the ground as the armoured hero fell to the ground. Inside the armour, he is sweating and shaking. The rattling sound of the armour heard again; now from his trembling legs. The goblins laughed hysterically pointing at the fallen hero. The laugh continued until the goblin king pointed the massive club at the armoured hero again.

"Dare you human oppose the mighty Gurhag!!!" it spoke. "Because of your insolence, next week food stock will be two humans and three cattle". It laughed again. This time its laugh cracked in the middle. The lip twisted again, this time rather than an annoyance it twisted in agony as slowly blood started to leak from the tip of the rusted short sword. The goblin king gestured a goblin to pull the short sword out. The goblin grabbed the sword by both hands and started to pull it. A scream of agony extended with a flash of light; Gurhag knocked one of the goblins to the ground. Standing in one knee while breathing heavily the blood-veined eyes preyed the armour. The bloodthirst. The blood lust. You can almost taste it.

The short sword was plunged into the small intestine. Once the goblin pulled the short sword it got dangled even more. Thus pulling the short sword means pulling the intestine inside out. A pinpoint attack of this calibre is more than a fluke.

More blood started to spill like a fountain. The king goblin stood up.

The underling has already sensed what is about to come. A barrage of mindless attack from a ferocious beast, they scattered away using the opened gate as an escape way. "Move now if you don't want to get killed!" a voice whispered on to his ear. The armoured hero rolled away just in time as the club plunged into the ground. The barrage of attacks began in a frenzy as the armoured hero dodged every attack by a hair. Slowly the berserk of madness stopped for Gurhag to catch a breath. The body took the toll for the frenzy as the wound opened up furthermore.

"You are cornered! pull the sword out and end this fight" now the whisper came from the armour's left shoulder. He glances at his left shoulder and finds nothing but thin air. "The medallion". He saw the medallion broken in half laying beside the rusted mechanical gate. It must have broke when he took the blow head-on from the goblin king. As one eye closed and one eye open Gurhag left out a war cry of agony. "Enough of this! I will end this in one blow".

"Here it comes! Gurhag special move earth crusher. This is the chance. When he does this move he will be open for a close-range attack. Seize the moment and pull the sword" the tiny voice whispered again. His legs are still trembling under the armour and he might have few fractured bones but somehow he is still standing. Somehow the armour is making him stay conscious.

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Gurhag broad its huge shoulders and lifted the spiked club behind its head. "Whatever you do don't stay on the ground. The aftermath of the shock sure will immobilize Gurhag for a second. That is your opening". The whispered voice once more instructed the armoured soldier. A magnificent sight of 1000 pounds of flesh taking flight at the mid-air. The goblin king jumped at a jaw-dropping height almost reaching the mouth of the abyss. The time stopped in mid-air for Gurhag as he steadied it's grip and aimed at the ground. As for the hero, blood rushed through his head as is legs are frozen and is hopeless eyes are wide open in disbelief, you can see the 1000 pound of cannonball dropping below in a tremendous speed. No Creature can survive this attack even the aftermath of the shock is enough to wipe out an army.

A burst of dust and rabbles flew through as the ground shattered into pieces. whatever stayed on the ground; even an ant or piece of wood all vanished into dust. Gurhag eyes searched for the carcass or what left of it. But instead, he saw an armour hanging on to a gap on the wall.

"Quick Thinking! but how are you balancing that heavy armour". The armour fell as his last grip gave away. *THUD*

"I don't even know how I get there? this armour is moving on its own" finally he replied to the voice in a trembling voice. "Quick Gurhag is preparing for his next attack" the voice warned him. With all the courage he could gather he put his leg forward and the next thing he knows was he is right in front of Gurhag. In lightning speed, the armour moved his body toward Gurhag like a time leap. With all his might the hero pulled the sword from the abdomen tearing and spilling the guts, a rain of blood painted the armour in red. The carnage was over and the goblin king is dead.

"Unimaginable, a mere mortal killed the great Gurhag" this time the voice came from the blue light. "The way you moved and dodged wearing that heavy armour is inhuman. Who are you mortal?"

"I can ask you the same!".

The ground started to shake again as Gurhag rose back from the ground. Eyes black as raven and green veins popping on its body. The Gurhag has completely lost it and giving off a completely different aura than before.

"The final form of the goblin king the berserker of madness. Look like the finishing blow didn't work on him."

"What the hell is going on!"

"Oh!- you are still here- Trust me! RUN!"

"Huh!"

"Run toward the mechanical gate there is no lever on the other side of the gate too so you have to jam the gate mechanism with the shorthand sword and use it as a lever! Wait for my signal and remember to pull it downwards! Timing is on the essence!"

"What are you planning!"

"No time to explain Go now!"

Gurhag speed and strength has multiplied. Rampaging towards the armoured hero has he ducked and get back on the other of side of the rusty gate. Gurhag banged its head towards the gate opening.

"Now is the time! Thrust the sword inside".

"Huh huh-" the short sword break in half as the half got stuck inside the pulling mechanism. with the broken half he pulled it downwards and the spiked gate fell right on the neck of the goblin king beheading it. The head popped from the body and rolled until it hit the wall.

The armoured hero collapsed into exhaustion breathing heavily. "Finally-!", And something blue sat on his shoulder.

"I am the fairy Erissa Dewdrop! Nice to meet you!".