Adrenaline pumped through my veins and my pupils dialated. Ramming myself into the 'goblin',which then tumbled down and collided with the other one. Their dark bloodshot eyes stared straight at me.A murderous intent weighed me down as my heart struck against my chest. Breathing heavily , I quickly calmed down and firmly held my sword.
4 strikes was all it took before their bloody corpses collapsed.
[WELL DONE! YOU HAVE LEVELLED UP]
Instead of a window a mechanical sound rang in my ear. I would check on this later as my main priorety was making sure Silva was ok. I backtracked through the fight and saw Silvas' defensless body on the cold ground. She was bleeding and roughly breathing. I quickly made a decision and put Silva on my back,this place was obviously not safe. After about an hour I took a short rest. I was on the outskirts of a mountain range,my plan was to find a cave that we could take refuge in. The terrain was a mix of woodland and hard stone,it was quite beautiful but now was not the time to admire the view. The sun was quickly dimming,I had to hurry up other wise I would have to make camp here.By chance I saw a cave a few hundred meteres away. Quickly making my way ,I made sure to grab some sticks and some dry material;I had found out how to store things in my inventory when I was trudging through the woodland.
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The cave was quite small ,approxiamtely 5 metres tall.I slowly layed Silva down,her complexion had gone pale and her breathing had gotten worse. The Twilight moon shone on the cave,which I used to make a small campfire.Carefully untying my shoelace,I made a contraption which I had read from a book a long time ago. After my arms started to tire, a small ember quickly grew as it ate all the timber .A roaring flame protected me and Silva from the freezing cold.
A week had passed. The cave was now blocked up by leaves and stones which I found.Silva was still unconscious. I spent most of my time taking care of her and the rest of my time scouraging and hunting.I didnt see any goblins in the past week so my quest didnt progress any further and I didnt want to go into the woodland ,worried that I woudnt know my way back to Silva. Creaping slowly,I readied to slash down on the goldhorn,which was drinking from the stream.
[KILLED X1 GOLDHORN]
Recently, I found out that I could see which what I've killed.There was no other use to this function in the UI.Its majestic goldern antlers shone in the light which trinkled through leaves.butchering roughly,I took what I needed and left the rest as it was double my size.I grabbed the large leg and walked back to the cave. when I returned the mkaeshift door was open.A shrouded figure kneeling infront of Silva