The yetis and the grass goblins became disorganized after the fall of their leader. They ran at all directions, which made it easy for the humans and Cyclops to kill them one at a time. After a few minutes, the village of Ishrock was devoid of living yeti and goblins. Many of the raiders were able to run, but many have also fallen and will just remain a footnote of this battle’s history.
“Long live the village chief!” shouted the Cyclops. “For Ishrock!”
There was a huge celebration that night. The humans and Cyclops ate and drank to their heart’s content. Amidst the celebration, was a house filled with intense conversation.
“I have helped save the village,” said Chris. “Now you have a lot to answer!”
Gorlon spoke calmly, “What is it young one?”
“The town of Seren!” Chris angrily answered. “Why did the Cyclops forsake our village?”
“So you are Chris, the sole survivor in the town of Seren… The Cyclops did not forsake your village.” said Gorlon.
“We got the request from your town,” Grunt said. “It was I who headed the reinforcement squad and we immediately departed as soon as we got your request. Unfortunately, we were ambushed by a group of fire goblins. They were expecting us to come.”
Chris listened intently.
Grunt continued, “We are a strong race. We annihilated the ambush group, but it was able to delay our arrival.”
“Delay?” Chris retorted. “You didn’t even arrive!”
“You were a small child back then,” said Gorlon. “If our reinforcement didn’t come, you wouldn’t be standing in front of us at this very moment.”
“We are very sorry for what happened to your village. We were too late to save it, but not yet too late to save you. It was I who knocked you unconscious when you tried to attack the fire goblins. Even as a child, you certainly have the courage of your father,” Grunt explained. “My squad quickly dispatched the fire goblins that stayed in your village, then took you to a neighboring town. Your surrogate mother, Elsa, should still remember me.”
After hearing this, Chris slowly stood up and walked outside. Lillin followed him, and they both stared at the night sky.
Gorlon, on the other hand, spoke to Grunt. “He is indeed the descendant of the ancients…”
No comments:
Post a Comment