The next one came at him fast, faster than the first. Tatehan barely got his sword up in time to block its claws. The impact rattled his arms, but his enhanced strength held. He shoved it back and immediately used gravity manipulation to yank a nearby chunk of motorcycle wreckage into the air.
He hurled it at two goblins on his right.
One dodged. The other took the hit full-on, crumpling under the weight with a metallic crunch.
[Enemy Defeated: Shadow Goblin]
Three left.
The remaining shadow goblins looked at their dead comrades and then back at Tatehan, probably wondering; 'The hell is this.'
Since Tatehan was wearing the armor and the helmet to conceal his face, they couldn't read his expression, to see when he feared for a split second so that they could change their tactics.
Instead all they saw was a figure, gender unknown, in special looking armor, fighting them, facial expression blank.
