Chapter 21: Midnight Flight (III)
Five goblin riders ran up next to the wagon, and each one of them either frantically grabbed the wagon itself or slashed down with their swords to hack at us.
"Oh no, you don't." I got up and punched a goblin in his face. Green blood splattered all over my hands, and the goblin fell backward onto his hog.
"How much longer?"
"The sun hasn't risen." Phil spoke. "When the sun rises, we will be there."
"That doesn't tell me how long that is." This time, I stomped on the goblin's hand and kicked it hard in the face. A squeal of pain could be heard from the goblin.
Don was busily fending himself with the dagger in hand. He slipped it in between the goblins arm and slit its throat as the goblin fell on top of him dead.
This was Don's first kill, and his hands trembled in fright.
What powers did I have again?
"Ice magick!" I yelled, and nothing came out. I cursed at my unfortunate event, and a goblin jumped off the hog and climbed up onto the wagon. He rushed over towards me with a gleaming wicked dagger and slashed downwards.
"Argh!" I reached out with my hands, closing my eyes. At that moment, my hand froze into ice and stopped the dagger from penetrating my stomach.
"Guek! Guak!" The goblin screamed.
Phil pulled out his katana and chopped off its head. "What are you doing? I taught you better than that. You're not supposed to close your eyes in battle."
"I'm sorry. This is my first time in an actual fight." I grumbled. I felt regret for leaving my stash of Magic Stone's that were programmed for simple spells behind.
"You need to react faster, or you're going to die!"
"I know!" I pushed off the goblin body off the wagon. This time I inhaled and imagined a burning fire erupting from the palm of my hands.
"Fire ball!"
A message popped up.
Skilled learn under Fire magic. Fireball.
A massive fireball escaped from my palms, hitting it squarely in the goblin's chest. "Yes! I did it." I squealed in delight.
"Guek! Guak-"
A goblin fell over dead; once again, Phil saved my butt from a goblin that came from behind.
"Pay attention to your surroundings."
This was not any easier than I thought. Once more I raised up my hands towards the oncoming goblins.
"Fire Ball!"
"Fire Gall!
"Fire Ball!" I yelled so hard that my voice cracked. This time a large fireball erupted outwards, nicking the wagon and the three goblins that were chasing us.
Again my blunder, why am I so useless? I panicked, seeing the wagon quickly spread with fire.
"The wagon's on fire!" I yelled.
"Jump!" Phil yelled. He cut the harness that attached Coco to the wagon.
Don and Phil jumped and rolled on the floor. I on the other hand shakily stared at the ground. I really did not want to get hurt, but she had no choice. With fear looming, I jumped. Rolling a couple of feet, I eventually stopped.
"My back. I really need to go see a chiropractor now." I groaned.
"Guak! Guek!" Three goblins rushed forward and surrounded me. They raised up their swords and rushed forward.
I'm in trouble. Jumping out of harm's way on the first attack, I bumped into the second. A sharp nick of the sword cut through my soft flesh, being a human was a problem.
Swinging my icicle hand, I stabbed down onto the hog's side.
"Squeal!"
Thump!
"Guak!" One of the goblins fell hard onto the ground.
Quickly pulling my hand out of the hog's side, I rolled and lunged towards another that was coming at me at full speed.
The icicle on my hand quickly froze over into a sharp-pointed dagger. With all the strength I could muster, I swung towards the goblin. We both fell onto the ground, with my hand still stuck in the chest. With my other hand, I swiped at the goblin's face causing him to become blind.
We both rolled for quite a bit, until the goblin finally stopped moving. Pulling the icicle sword out of the goblin's chest, I wearily got up. One down, one injured, and another rushing towards me. Great.
I carefully watched the wounded goblin that was bleeding on the ground. The other goblin paced around him wearily looking for a moment to strike.
"If you're not going to strike, I will." I growled.
Breaking off a piece of the ice from the dagger, I threw it hard towards the goblin that was on the hog. The hog moved out of harm's way and dashed forward. It lowered its tusk to maul me.
Quickly breaking off more, I threw the icicles at the hog one after another. One struck perfectly at it's shoulder, causing it to fall forward. The fall flung the goblin forward towards me, its corroded sword raised up into a downward strike.
I yelled. "Fire ball!"
A fireball that was three times my size appeared over my head and shot forward. In the blink of an eye, the goblin was incinerated.
"Two down." I huffed. My small body was having a bit of a difficult time with the extraneous activity. I could tell that in the next five minutes, if I don't finish this, I would be too exhausted to move.
"Guak!" The wounded goblin ran towards me in a frenzy. It swung in a sideway arch. I raised up my iced dagger, stopping the attack. The blades cut in deep past the ice and into my skin.
Damn, that hurts. With a swing of my other hand, I balled up into a fist and punched the goblin as hard as I could.
A sickening thud could be heard of the goblin's chin breaking. My whole body vibrates from the impact, and I felt it go up through my arm and back down to the foot and into the ground. It was a perfect knock out.
The goblin slumped forward conscious. Pulling the sword out of the ice, I stabbed into the goblin's heart without giving it a second thought.
My first blood was spilled today, and I could feel my emotions ebbing away. I was no more a greenhorn but now a survivor. A rush of adrenaline pumped continually through me, and I scanned around me for any more goblins.
Moca and Tart had a one-sided killing spree in taking down the goblins with one to three strikes. Their fierce combo would make anyone fear in terror, and the goblins tried to escape. With a flick of his sword, Moca did not allow a single goblin to flee from his grasp.
Tart, on the other hand, devoured and tore the goblin into pieces. Guts and blood flew everywhere as he shook his head viciously. His eyes glowed hot red with a hint of madness.
Tart spat out the broken goblin and howled a chilling howl, causing all the goblins to freeze up in fear. Even I could feel the effect of the cry from a distance, and it made me shiver. Moca took this chance and killed every single one of the goblins that surrounded them. He jumped from one to another, not allowing a single drop of blood to dirty his clothes.
Coco, on the other hand, was running in circles around the hogs. Dangerous sparks erupted from her hooves as electricity splashed around her, causing the goblins to go into shock. This gave Coco a chance to dive in and stomp viciously at the goblins, tearing apart their skin and bones. For a blood-red horse to make such a violent attack would make any man or women stutter in fear.
Don and Phil were fighting back-to-back. Don was fumbling with his knife, but even still, he struck back at the goblins. The fox mask that Don was wearing slipped and covered his face, completely concealing the babyface. His hands were quick, and I could tell that he knew how to fight. At first, he was struggling desperately with the goblins, but each kill was getting faster.
On the other hand, Phil was also on a whole different level on his own. He shot his arrow in close blank range, each one hitting perfectly in dangerous areas. Twirling and avoiding, Phil would shoot and strike with his sword. His strikes were beautiful and quick, he did not kick or use his hands like Don, but he made it up with his sword skill.
I couldn't help but be mesmerized by everyone's abilities. It was like watching a movie, but this time everything was shown in real-time. These were my companions, each one wicked in their own way. What the hell was I, who barely could kill three in this wretched body? I really need to get better fast.
Everyone was quickly finished off in minutes. Not a single goblin survived, because of the relentless attack of my party. At this rate, all of them could probably wipe out a thousand together.
Tart rushed over bloodied, he changed into his human form. "Young mistress!"
I swear the blood on his mouth made him look like a young vampire right now.
"I'm okay." I waved.
Everyone came over towards me. Coco shifted back into her human form. Don and Phil finished off their last goblin and flicked their weapons, so the blood flew off.
"Young mistress, are you alright?" Coco asked, distraught. She saw my disheveled self and cut arm. "You're bleeding!"
"I'm fine, really." I pulled out a small bottle of Red potion and took a gulp. A warm tingling feeling rushed throughout my body, healing me.
Hiiiiiisssssssss.
I cringe in pain. Holy cow. I never knew healing was this painful.
"Are you alright?" Coco rushed over to help me. I stopped her from coming forward because I did not want to move.
"G-g-give me a moment." I gritted my teeth, trying not to drop the precious potion in hand.
"Is that a potion?" Dion came forward. He curiously peered over.
"Yes. It's the same as the game Infinite Loop."
"Infinite Loop? Seriously?"
"Did you play it before?"
"Yes, but not too much, though."
"I see. Well these items that I have are the exact same. I'm surprised you didn't get anything yourself when you came over."
"I actually did, though it wasn't much."
"Really?"
"Yea, these items I have on me are actually from the game. I was surprised to see it in my plane tucked in the storage compartment."
"Wow, I never knew that." I thought it over in what he said. That would actually make sense. Now that I took the time to think about it, the castle, treasures, and items were all the same things that I had when I was playing the game. I was even a dragon in the game world. The thought struck like lightning making me realize everything. The mysterious question on how I got so much gold now all made sense. Somehow I brought over all the items in the game world here.
"If I knew if this was going to happen, I would have played some more." Don sighed. "Oh well, what's past is past."
"You have one too? God's Blood?" Phil asked, surprised.
"God's Blood?"
"He's talking about the red potion."
"Oh, yea quite a lot, actually. The last time I went over to the shop and bought a butt load to go grinding in the dungeon, but it never happened."
"Tart, Moca, Coco. You guys have some of this." I raised my hand and gave them the half-full red potion.
"Young Mistress, we shouldn't." Coco cried out in disbelief. "This is too precious, you should not waste it on your lowly servants."
"Just use it before I force it on you."
Coco stared in shock. She nodded and took it from me. She took a gulp and handed it to Moca and then to Coco. Each one of them cried out in pain from the sudden effect. If anyone was near us, they would have thought someone was actually dying.
I reached into my pocket and handed Phil a red potion. "Here, keep it on you. You might need it."
"I have nothing to give in return."
"Just take it. It's my gift."
Phil hesitantly took it and took a sip. He did not yell, nor scream out loud and instead quietly waited till the effect dissipated.
"I'm not sure I want to take those red potions anymore." Don spoke. He glanced wearily at his.
"You'll need it. We got to walk the rest of the way."
Don reluctantly took a gulp. He shook in pain and dropped to his knees. He did not scream out in pain, but instead kept it all in. That was quite a dedication, I must say I should learn from them.
"Let's go. We got a whale's away to go." Phil was back to his old self and trudge forward.
Coco helped me up, and we all followed Phil to our last couple of hours of walking until we finally arrived at our destination.
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