39 039 – The Shattered Rift – Part 4/10 –

"Huff," sweat trickled down Uriel's face as he breathed heavily.

"GWWWWAAAA!!!" the goblin screeched and roared as it was pressed to the ground beneath the large wooden shield.

However its large yellow eyes showed no fear as its impending death loomed over it, it's eyes were locked on the neck of it assailant and it gnashed its teeth in hunger.

Even when it's fellow goblin was struck down it didn't care, all that mattered was to feed the hunger, all that mattered was the source of food before it, the food that could settle the hunger for a little while.

It licked its lips as the bottom end of the staff was pressed into its head, the only regret in its life was not getting to taste the flesh of the one that killed it.

"Phew," Uriel climbed up and gulped down on the air and his saliva.