Amidst the forest, the young man and the horse-riding girl were halted by several protruding rock walls on the ground.
Goblin Wolf Riders roared as they began to besiege them, wielding battle-axes or brandishing long spears with exceptional agility. They could find footholds on the narrow vertical faces of the rock walls or the rugged slopes of the mountain paths.
Seizing any opportunity, they would stealthily attack from various tricky angles, retreating immediately even if parried or dodged.
Furthermore, goblins wielding crossbows sought opportunities from the periphery, launching surprise bolts through any suitable gaps. Their prime target was the robust black warhorse.
The goblins were not concerned about friendly fire, as their arrows could not inflict fatal wounds on their thick-skinned kin. The venom on the arrows was a trivial matter, as they all carried antidotes.