Chapitre 117: Goblins in Winter (3) The Pinch

As they breached the inner defenses, Sophie spotted the goblin leaders—a trio of hulking variants directing the battle from the center of the fort. "There!" she shouted, pointing with her sword. "Take them down!"

Victor and Lila exchanged a confident glance, their faces lit with the thrill of battle. "Let's make this quick," Victor said, his voice dripping with overconfidence. They charged ahead, swords gleaming under the pale moonlight, while the rest of the adventurers spread out to engage the other goblins. Sophie followed closely, her ice-mana-infused blade ready for the confrontation.

The goblin leaders were monstrous, towering over their kin with bulging muscles and vicious weapons. Each had distinct features: one wielded a massive spiked club, another brandished dual scimitars, and the last carried a staff crackling with dark energy. Their eyes gleamed with a cunning intelligence that sent a chill down Sophie's spine.