Colet changed his plans because the Uxlut under Ruazk was already assisting the centaurs. He had originally wished to speak with the Uxlut first but the lizardfolk race proved to be dependable during these trying times. To further bolster his ranks, Colet galloped towards the camp of a race he never imagined himself working with. Soon, the camp was within sight and, like the dwarven camp, he could see movement on the wooden walls surrounding the camp. Like earlier, he halted in his advance to give the garrison time to notice his approach. Unexpectedly, the camp gate opened with a being riding a large wolf out of the camp.

“I’m surprised to see you here, centaur chieftain.”

Atop the wolf was the goblin leader, Gabs. The goblin leader was roughly double the size of the other goblins and this was also reflected in his mount. Generally, adult goblins would ride wolves commonly found on the continent. These wolves traveled in packs and, by themselves, weren’t a big threat to anyone wielding weapons. These wolves were also just big enough to carry a standard size goblin making them inadequate for the likes of Gabs. For the goblin leader, he needed a special mount which was staring at Colet as though he was another meal. The centaur leader wasn’t too fond of standing before a dire wolf knowing he had no guarantee of defeating it alone.

“I wished to share the newest developments on the human garrison,” said Colet once he found the courage to calm himself before the apex predator.

“They marched out a large force.” Gabs noticed the surprised look on Colet’s face. “We aren’t all stupid like the dwarves. Lead the way and we will follow.”

The goblin’s straightforward attitude forced a smile on Colet’s face. Like Ruazk, Gabs didn’t mince words. Goblins adopted nomadic lifestyles due to the overall reputation of goblins being terrible among the other races. A goblin’s life in settlements was generally filled with hardships and distrust. Therefore, the goblins traveled on wolves as they went wherever they could eke out a living. Gabs’ goblins belonged to the largest nomads on the entire continent. While goblins usually stayed out of conflicts, Gabs and many goblins under him had a bone to pick with the humans. Upon learning about the coalition’s formation, Gabs led his goblins and offered their services. With the humans making their move, the goblins were getting their first shot at revenge.

Colet looked behind Gabs to see the “we” he was referring to. Behind the goblin leader, there were numerous goblins atop wolves of all sizes. These wolves looked like they hadn’t eaten all day but the goblins still reined them in.

“Follow me then,” said the centaur chieftain who would rather the wolves feed on the humans than him.

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Colet began with a canter but, when he sensed the wolves keeping up easily, he went into a gallop. With speed being of the essence, he picked the most direct route to roughly where the battle took place. Several minutes later, he sensed Ilumin above him. Without stopping, he raised his arm for the Cloud Hawk to land gracefully.

No more human reinforcements. Battle fierce!

Colet told the Cloud Hawk to continue surveillance after he got the exact location of the battle from his companion. He didn’t bother asking for the update of the battle because it would take too long for Ilumin to convey everything. He needed to reach the battle to survey it personally. Behind him, the goblins remained very silent. Except for a few snarls here and then, the wolves were also surprisingly well behaved. As they got closer to the battlefield, Colet sensed a different mood from the wolves. His instincts were screaming because he knew the wolves behind him were hungry and ready to hunt. As soon as they all arrived at the battlefield, Gabs stopped next to Colet.

“Now we hunt! Don’t get in our way.”

Before the warning sunk in, the goblins forces already charged head first into the battlefield. Despite the chaos, Gabs led the way to an open flank where the human formation was disorganized. The dire wolf easily plowed into the flank sending many humans flying. The opened flank allowed the other wolves to get behind human soldiers too preoccupied to notice their approach. The wolves went for the feet as they bit down on the ankle region before pulling the soldiers off balance. Once off balance, the humans were either torn apart by the wolves or killed off by the goblins with their spears. This was a one-sided battle the humans didn't want to be part of.

Colet had to force himself to stop watching the mesmerizing scene. He never expected a hunt to be this efficient and deadly. Once freed, he looked around for the centaur leaders. As soon as he spotted them on a small hill overlooking the battle, he went to join them. The bodyguards of the centaur leaders all greeted him respectfully as he cantered past them. The leaders, noticing his approach, all bowed to the chieftain.

“What’s the update on the battle?” Colet went straight to the point.

“We are winning decisively,” replied Eupoos.

“What?” Colet turned to the Magus with his eyes widened. “I thought they greatly outnumbered us?”

“They may have numbers,” said Konstite, “but they cannot fight at night to save their own skin.”

The centaur chieftain turned his attention to the human forces. He hadn’t noticed it when he first arrived but, upon closer inspection, he didn’t see any clerics among the human ranks. The human soldiers were fighting under what little illumination the moon provided while they faced off against centaurs, Uxlut and goblins. Faced against three races more adept at night battles, the humans were in a terrible disadvantage. Their inability to act except for staying in formation saw them crushed from all flanks. The coalition was merely picking apart the human formation until there would be nothing left. The battle he feared would be a lot closer proved to be very one-sided for the coalition.

“Why are they doing this?” he asked Eupoos.