I watched as goblins came and went, in groups of two and three, which was weird since my first kill didn't seem to have a partner. Nobody had made a fuss about his disappearance. Nonetheless, I would need to wait for traffic to slow down. And it didn't take long. Soon there were only six goblins left, and I made my way down from the tower of boxes, and I was all too happy to be back on stable ground. I began to make my way to one of the closer patrols, and I began to hear their chatter. And when I looked over the box, I saw the two goblins in question.
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Random spear goblin's POV:
"Hey, you slow bag of meat! Da boss wants us to guard da staff, but if you don't speed up, it won't be da Goblin Eater that gets you—it'll be me!"
"Yeah, yeah, Spike! I just need a piss!"
"Fine, you pile of sand crawler shit! But be fast—I got a bowl of magnet mash waiting for me."
So I waited. And waited.
"Hey, Snaper, the hell is da matter with ya? We need to get going, shit bag!"
No answer.
"What the hell is taking you so long?"
No answer.
So I retrace my steps. "Where the hell are you?"
But as I walked past a box, I saw Snaper laying on the ground.
"Hey, ass-for-brains, this ain't time for napping."
Still no answer.
So I walked closer to kick him in his lazy ass—but then I saw it. Blood.
But before I could react, I felt a pain, and as I tried to breathe, only a gargle met my ears. It felt like water was filling up my lungs.
And then—nothing.
System: spear goblin bodys collected