Nolan staggered back.
The goblin's body slides clean off as it folds in on itself. He stared down at it for a moment, his chest heaving.
'Oh my god I just killed it. I just kill a- oh I'm going to get sick.'
Twisting away Nolan emptied out his stomach onto the ground.
'Oh my god. Okay- oh wow I feel better. You got this Nolan deep breaths.'
Nolan held his sides as he forced himself to take a breath. The acidic taste burned the back of his throat. Coughing he spits out what mess is left in his mouth.
Nolan stands up as he grabs the short sword off the ground, the goblins blood still dripping off it. His eyes swept the street around him looking out for more goblins.
'Okay back to the plan, we need to find someone in charge, come on, move your legs.'
Slowly but surely, Nolan was able to move his legs again as he walked down to the center of the village all while the screams of people echoed out. However, the deeper he went the less he heard but when he did, he made sure to check the houses to see if he could help anyone else.
However, all he found were dead bodies.
"Fuck am I too late?" Cursing his fortune Nolan looks on at a horrific sight, one that made his stomach turn once again.
"No, there have to be other survivors; it can't only be that old man, I refuse to believe so."
Running out of the building Nolan heads deeper into the village.
His heart pounded in his chest as his thoughts raced, his hope dwindled, but then he heard it. A voice cutting through the noise.
"Die you Bastard!"
A living voice. Nolan's chest lurched.
'Yes! There's someone else still alive!'
He sprinted around the corner, his chest hammering as he turned to face the town center. But what he saw left his feet frozen.
Before him stood something large and green, easily 6 '6 feet tall, its body wrapped in primitive leather armor. In its arms a two-handed axe in its grip as it swung violently trading blows with a man in knight armor.
The knight's sword and shield were raised to bat off the monster, but it was clear he was losing. Especially since the shield was split in half its wooden frame littering the ground.
'Is that a Hobgoblin?' Nolan's brain searches for every fantasy novel he'd ever read.
'I think so, but if it is then…Not good.'
"Stand back my lady. I'll protect you." The knight shoved forward using the broken shield as a parry, buying inches against the hobgoblin's axe. Leaving no room for error as one mistake and the hobgoblin will have the knight's life.
'Wait a lady? Don't tell it's some princess he's protecting?' Turning his eyes he watches as the hobgoblin brings down its axe.
Striking the shield it gets destroyed, becoming a shattered million pieces. Gripping his sword with two hands the knight refused to back down even with his armor chipped and bruised.
Behind the knight the lady he swore to protect was wearing armor just like him, only more refined and its shape to match that of a figure worthy of a model.
'Oh no she's hot.'
Nolan now having found out the lady is a hot lady with a model figure he has no choice but to step in and save her.
Taking a deep breath, he closes his eyes, steeling his nerves.
'Nolan you are a hero. She is the princess you are going to save, and the princess will reward me because that is how all fairy tales go!'
"AAHAHH!" Charging forth, Nolan runs headfirst at the Hobgoblin, his short sword raised above his head.
His war cry made the Hobgoblin turn with his two-handed axe meeting that of Nolan's sword parry his attack.
Clink!
Nolan is pushed back now wide open to the hobgoblin's attack.
'Oh no.'
However, the knight didn't waste the opening his sword striking the back of the hobgoblin. A deep slash spilling blood from the wound dosing the blade in blood.
"ERRH!" THe hobgoblin shrieked out in pain.
The Hobgoblin spun around, his axe swinging with him clipping the knight's shoulder. The knight rolled his shoulder deflecting the attack, grinding his teeth he absorbed the hit while he struck back. His sword locking against the axe grinding in a deadlock.
'It's back open.'
Nolan, having played video games, knows when the tank has agro it's time for the dps to shine. Nolan running forward stabs his sword into the wound on its back going clean through. Before the hobgoblin could turn and hit him. He already yanked back the sword, stepping away narrowly avoiding the butt of the axe.
The knight pressed forward trading blows with the hobgoblin keeping its attention locked.
"Yeah, get him Knight man!" Nolan screams out.
Ignoring the remarks the knight presses on, the fury of the battle grows in tangent.
'Just you wait, you oversized green sack of ugly. When I kill you I'm going to collect my reward from the sweet princess.' The very thought of it brought a droll to his face.
'Wait a minute. Where is the princess?'
Nolan's eyes swept behind the knight back where the princess should have been. Except no one was to be found.
'No no no no. Who am I supposed to collect my reward from now?'
Nolan starts to panic.
Then a high pitch scream cuts through the noise somewhere off deeper in the town.
Both Nolan and the knight snapped toward the sound.
"My lady—" the knight started.
"My princess! Don't worry, I'm coming!" Nolan was already running.
"Wait, young man, I need to—"
"Nope! Sorry! No can do, buddy, the princess is mine! HEHEHEHHE!"
Rounding the corner he leaves the knight in his dust.
"..." The Knight.
"..." The Hobgoblin.
Turning the corner Nolan skidded to a stop.
Backed up against a wall the princess was in trouble. In her left hand a broken short sword could be seen along with an orb in the other hand.
Surrounding her on all sides three goblins could be seen, their ugly green flesh plain to Nolan's eyes.
'My princess is still alive!'
Then all three jumped her at once.
They clawed and stabbed at the gaps in her armor, battering her arms until the orb clattered to the ground, then the sword after it. She was being buried.
"Princess! I'm here!" Nolan stepped forward, sword raised. "HEY! OVER HERE GREEN BRIANS!"
The goblins turned.
It bought her an inch of breathing room. Nolan didn't wait; he brought the sword down across the back of the nearest goblin.
"EEHRH!" It shrieked out in pain as its brothers turned jumping on him.
'Oh shit.' Not expecting them to just jump at him he back offs wildy swinging his sword clipping the goblins.
But he didn't see the one near his feet.
Grabbing his leg, it's finger dung into him like claws.
"AHH!" He screeches out as he falls flat on his back, his sword swinging out wildly and accidentally he drove it straight into the goblin's neck, killing it instantly. It's face wide in surprise at the outcome.
'Oh Shit.'
Another came creaming at him. Yanking his sword free without thinking he swung it out instinctively. It's blade catching the goblin across the eyes blinding it.
"ARHH!" Screaming it falls over unable to see.
"Die!" Stabbing forth Nolan stabs the back of the head killing the goblin
The third one with its back still bleeding came at him with its mouth wide open going for his throat.
"Oh No, you don't!"
Driving the sword through the open mouth of the goblin it pierces through the back of its throat to the top of its head. Blood poured out of it in doves.
Its body goes limp.
He stood there for a moment as he shoved the dead bodies of him before he stood up. Looking down he sees the smeared blood staining his clothes.
"I have no idea how I'm going to clean this man…" He muttered.
He looked up.
The princess stood there, her eyes wide in amazement.