Lyra rushed to the fallen goblin, intent on finishing it.

"Lyra, don't leave your position!" screamed an angry Finn,as he rushed to her side to protect her from any approaching danger,forgoing the gap he just created at the formation,and pulling them away from the group.

Seizing the opportunity created by the newly formed gap, a goblin advanced toward the distracted Thorn, ruthlessly crushing his ribs with a precise strike.

Eldric and Gavin, unaware of the commotion behind them, already bore a heavy burden. Three goblins encircled them, leaving their backs exposed to their teammates. Shortly after, another goblin was seen running at them. Eldric swung his hammer at the goblin's head, a grave mistake. The goblin lowered its head, continuously advancing toward Gavin.

In response, Gavin, witnessing the approaching danger, thrust the halberd's point into the unsuspecting goblin's neck. Seizing the opportunity created by its comrade's demise, another goblin advanced. It ran forward, hoping to pummel Eldric's head with its club raised above its head.

Unable to dodge the incoming blow and with the weight of the hammer pulling him towards the goblin, Eldric let his hands loose on the hammer's handle. In a desperate attempt to shield his face, he raised his arms. The impact was devastating, shattering the bones of Eldric's forearms. The sheer strength of the blow propelled him backward.

Sliding on the ground,Eldric,opens his eyes to see a goblin on his left,seamingly advancing towards a fallen Thorn,the goblin hearing the comotion behind him,turns around to see Eldric lying on the ground.

Observing such a vulnerable target,and unable to control its animalestic instincts,it releases the club and leaps on the defenseless Eldric biting of his face.

Gavin, seeing such a scene unfold in front of him, terrified, his hands on his halberd instinctively loosen,ready to run away,alas,he quickly strengthens his resolve,his hold on the halberd strenghtens,he pulls his halberd from the goblin's neck,while holding the goblin down with his legs,and runs at the goblin that's eating his friends face of,forgoing the danger behind him,before swinging his halberd's on the back of its head,the halberd's blade dives into the goblin's skull.

The two goblins on the back,hastily rushes toward's Gavin,one jumping on his back,biting the back of his skull,his fangs clashing against the reselient huamn skull,closing his jaw with all his strength yet unable to pierce through,Gavin,screaming at the unexpected pain,releases his halberd,and reaches to his back on an attempt to hold the goblin and throw it away,holding both of the goblin's hands,he pulls it away,its fangs forcefully pulled,drags onto Gavins head scratching it and causing damage,and breaking in the process.

In a surprising turn, a goblin approaching from the left towards the fallen Thorn is interrupted as Gavin throws a green body at it, diverting its attention and providing a momentary reprieve.

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Thorn,strugled to his feat,a chilling wind swept through the battlefield,carrying with it the stench of iron mingled with blood,droplets of rain,mingled with his tears,he observed the battlefield,an offstand,silence swept over the battlefield,desperate cries of pain sounded from his comrade Eldric,the moon light shined at their leaders sword,his friend Gavin's eyes,once full of determination,now reflected the wieght of their impending doom.The menacing growls of goblins echoed through the forest,as more goblins joined the frame.

In this moment of distraction, the goblin that had once targeted Gavin seized the opportunity, darting towards him with a swift leap. With a powerful swing, it struck Gavin on the back of his head, hurling him to the ground once again. The surrounding goblins, quick to capitalize on this opening, swarmed him. Some mercilessly pummeled him to death, while others gnawed on his still-breathing body, inflicting unimaginable horror.

A desperate plea tangled with the agony of pain,echoing through the chaos,Gavin's world shattered with Thorn's angoushied cry,he became certain of the impending doom that hung over them,in a moment of grim acceptance,Gavin's hands clenched around the handle of his weapon, still lodged in the goblin's skull,his resolve solidified.

Gavin pulls his weapon back fiercely, feeling the weight of both the dire situation and the goblin stuck on the halberd's blade.The goblin, still stuck, cries out with hands flailing right and left,With a powerful motion, he hurls his weapon, throwing the impaled goblin at its comrades. Seizing the momentary distraction, Gavin charges forward, pushing them back with his strength. Taking a step back, he swings his weapon, the blade finding its target in the unsuspecting goblin's thin neck, reaping its soul.

The goblins, daring not to come closer,as Gavin stood there,his labored breaths and the menacing growls of terrified goblins added to the symphony of impending tragedy,blood dripping from his face,his eyes,burning with flames of agony,his halberd in his hand,rain falling on it,purifiying it from the blood of the dead beast.

Drowning in his own thoughts,how much he wished for this to end fast,how much his wished for death,yet his pride and anger couldn't allow him to give up.

the cry of Eldric brings him to reality,he steels himself for the impact,as the hords of goblins approach him,he smiles at the face of his encroaching death.

Finn, with his shield up and his back to his comrades, heard the cries of his friends a consequence of his own actions. As the leader, he shouldn't have left his post; the responsibility for his friend's demise and suffering fell heavily onto his shoulders. Helplessness evoked a profound ache in his heart, lost in his thoughts. Unbeknownst to him, an approaching club was about to strike, hitting the side of Lyra's head and rendering her unconscious.

He took a step back, desperation and fear clenching his heart. Turning around to survey the battlefield, the horrifying sight of Eldric's face being gnawed on by a goblin eating his guts sent shivers down his spine. He then looked to Gavin, standing with teeth sunk into the neck of a goblin, unmoving as other goblins took chunks of his thigh. Some climbed on him, chewing on his face and head.

Gavin died standing.

Thorn was lying on the ground unmoving, gazing at the sky with empty eyes,tears falling down from it, goblins feasting on his body. It was impossible to discern if he was dead or still alive, as his body twitched from time to time. Shocked, tears streamed down Finn's face,he screamed and cried, his fear of death palpable.

In disbelief, Finn threw away his weapon and shield. He ran to Lyra's unconscious body, instinctively embracing her and burying his face in her neck, crying, like a small child. The goblins soon closed in, gnawing on Finn's defenseless back. Despite the imminent danger, he sat there, crying and screaming, his defensive instincts overridden by the weight of his heartache.