As the party continues walking, they move into a large hall. The torches suddenly light up on both sides. On each side of them, there are hundreds, no, thousands of goblins laughing hysterically, as if mocking these adventurers for coming into their territory. Following the blood red rug, in the center of the room sits a throne made of skulls and bones, sitting upon it, a gigantic 10ft tall creature. A goblin champion. To its sides lay countless treasures. The champion grins and speaks, "to our brave adventurers, our god is pleased for you all to make an appearance here. Now you will engage in 1v1 death matches against me. If you best me in combat, you will be allowed to leave. With all the treasures you want. However, if you lose, well, I believe I don't have to tell you. Now, who wants to go first?"
"Barbera, what do we do?" Rose asks.
Barbera sweats profusely, "I… I don't know, can we even escape from here?" As she speaks, countless goblins block their only escape route.
"Whatever, there's nothing else we can do. I'll fight that bastard, in the meantime, you guys think of how to escape." Andrew pulls out his swords, readying himself. Truthfully he doesn't believe he can win this fight, but this is the only way. "You! Monster! Your opponent is me!" With this, Andrew dashes at the champion.
"Oh, I like your spirit." The champion grabs a handful of skulls, hurling them like stones towards Andrew.
Andrew weaves between them and picks up even more speed. "Mana blade!" Andrew imbues his swords with mana and swings them right at its neck. The swords are lodged hard within its flesh. "Not no tough now, are you?" He taunts. But as he speaks, it grabs Andrew's and holds him up. "Not a bad attack, but all of our god's champions are blessed with regeneration, so we can fight and suffer forever." It grabs Andrew's arms and pulls them clean off . Andrew lays on the ground, screaming in pain. "I guess that's it for round one." It raises its feet, stomping down as hard as it can. The armor caves in and shatters within Andrew's body. He lets out one final breath, and stops moving.
"You bastard! Precision shot!" Buck yells as he readies his gun, shooting twice directly at its face. Buck doesn't need to load his gun manually, as it is fuelled by mana. This time, he loads explosive ammunition. "Lead shower!" He uses his skill to multiple the amount of shots he can shoot at a time, carving its face with lead. The champion runs towards Buck. Despite its size, it moves swiftly, picking up Buck and slamming him into Barbera's shield. As she defends herself, Buck is reduced to a red mist, pulverized onto her shield. The giant has still not stopped charging, it jumps up and does a flying kick, sending Barbera into the wall.
"It's just you two now, huh? I'll save the weak one for last."
"Who… who's the weak…" before Alan can finish, Rose is already only a stain on the floor besides him. Alan drops onto the floor, legs shivering. Never in his life would he imagine something like this happening to him. All of his friends just got killed before he could even react.
"Alan, run!" Before alan can turn his head, Barbera charges the champion. "Shield bash." She pushes it back. "You need to get out of here, now." But where can Alan run? The whole place is filled with goblins whom he can't kill even one of, how is he supposed to escape? The champion grabs her shield and throws it away, then holding her by her head, it twists her head off as she lays dead on the ground.
"Hmm, the others were at least somewhat interesting, but you are so weak. I don't even want to fight you." It scuffles. "The goblins can take care of you."