Are those goblins? So this is a fantasy world!

I honestly thought that this would be a weird world with lots of forest in it and nothing else interesting, except for the weird cancerous meat that showed up. And that weird bear and that weird elk. But now that goblins are real, it means that all other sorts of things might be real as well! Orcs with bulging muscles, elves with no muscles, dwarfs with huge beards and so much more! Maybe even dragons! But right now these goblins are a trying to fight the dire wolf or wolf. Good thing that making skin thicker works almost all the time with nearly every type of animal. To think that goblins are able to use tools while looking so stupid. But I wonder if my current host can kill them without me having to stitch it up.

Talking about stitching, let's push this arrow out. Sure, a wild animal with a bunch of arrows and other weapons stuck to it does make it look like a badass. However, risking an infection is not fun. The arrow landed... almost in the lung! Dang, that was close, because if that arrow pierced the lung, I wouldnt have a place to live in rent-free.

I could try and take over the corpse...

Now that is a sight to behold. The arrow is covered in shit! Ah, the nostalgia of feces. Time to push the arrow out together with the shit particles. Move out of the way platelets, stop clogging the wound, I gotta get it out before the wound starts to get too infected. The white blood cells can deal with the bacteria when I am done.

But still, goblins. Based on what I saw, which wasnt much, they look more like reptiles than mammals. Humanoid, height can't really be measured because I am not the one doing the heavy lifting. The fact they are capable of using tools make it an interesting thing to think about. Crude tools will become sharpened with time, so either goblin are just starting to use them. Or they are so weak that they arent a real threat to the wildlife. I think it's the latter, because if they are a threat, then this wolf would run away. Go, wolf, go! Eat some goblin ass! Not like sexually, but metaphorical. Not like you can hear me, but if you like to eat the asses of other species, go for it, I will totally judge. Oh, you killed one, neat!

Balto is holding one of the unarmed goblins by the throat, with three of them around him and the archer further away. While he is growling with the dead goblin in his mouth, the three surrounding him are screaming and trying to hit him. Despite the sharp nails and the impressive goblin club, Balto is simply way too tough for them to do any proper damage. Only the goblin with the dagger and the one with the bow and arrow are able to get into his skin. Even then they are barely piercing the flesh and hitting anything important.

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The goblin with nothing in its hand is clearly the weakest link. The problem is that whenever Balto tries to advance towards that one, dagger goblin and club goblin attack him from behind. And whenever he tries to ignore that specific goblin, it keeps trying to distract him by pulling at his tail. It is pissing off Balto and that rage is being directed at that goblin. A normal wolf is scary, a dire wolf is enough to send anyone running, but a bigger than average dire wolf nearly twice the size of the goblins would make any of them pass out in fear. The only reason it isnt running away is because of the other goblins shouting at it and the fact they have weapons. The most annoying one is the bow goblin with its pointy sticks.

The arrows fly through the air and land sometimes on Balto, most just land on the ground near him. Balto is aware of it, but it can't reach it.

If only Balto knew how durable his body was.

Balto has never seen goblins before, and the only thing he knows about them is what they look like and that the flying sticks are painful. But being stuck in this situation is just as painful, and if he doesnt do anything about it, he might actually get hurt. All he needs is a plan, but that isnt something he is good at, so he is going to need the closest thing to a plan there is. Improvise on the spot!

"Kill it!" Gobu shrieks as he manages to hit the dire wolf with another arrow. He had finally managed to find something for the hoard to eat and looking at the fur of this dire wolf, he probably would get a nice reward from the chief if he manages to bring the hide to him too. Maybe even let him mate with one of the other goblins in his harem. The thought makes the little that is between his legs twitch in imaginary pleasure.

"It tough!" Goba yells back, keeping his eyes on the dire wolf. A normal wolf would be easy to deal with if it was alone like this, but dire wolves are much harder to kill than that. There is also the problem of this being a bigger than average dire wolf, making any wrong moves lethal. They saw what happened when Gobli, the idiot that had eaten way too many mushrooms that day, tried to rush towards it. Despite the naturally cruel nature of goblins, they do have the imagination of what it would feel like to be bitten by it.

"Hit with club!" Gobo swipes at the legs of the dire wolf, but missed. Before the dire wolf manages to do anything about it, he jumps back quickly. 'It too hard?!' Gobo thought to himself. He did manage to land a hit earlier, but he barely made a mark. The fact that the dagger he made all by himself isnt working is beginning to piss him off. And that coward, Gobu, keeps screaming about killing it when all he is doing is shooting it with arrows that dont even work.

He wants to yell at Goba again about hitting it on the head, this time for a change. Right when he opens his mouth to say anything, a flying goblin hits him straight in the chest!