They didn't stop until they stood staring at one final room, and holy hell, it was stuffed with goblins like a can of rotten sardines.
"I believe this is it. I am sure beyond that room is where the goblin king lays."
Melissa whispered, her voice low, tight, like she was holding back the urge to scream and start shooting.
Rae gulped so hard his throat felt dry. His heart was doing drum solos in his chest.
'This is it. Endgame time. Or we get turned into goblin chew toys.'
"So many goblins."
Rae muttered under his breath. His voice was barely a thread, but it still sounded loud in this suffocating room.
And these weren't the tiny ones from before. No, every single one of these bastards was as big as the guards they'd saw near the rune circle room.
Thick arms, wide jaws, drool glistening on their teeth like they'd just been waiting for a snack to walk in.
Melissa's chest was rising and falling fast, each breath sharp, like she was fighting herself to stay calm.
