Grinding his sharp teeth, the fat goblin roared as he raised his silver club to strike at Krystal, the strength of the blow probably far worse than the sudden attack he had done previously.  But her companions wouldn't allow this to happen.  Harmon swung his large sword in an arcing motion, the blow from his strike smashing the club and sending it flying back through the air and bouncing off a nearby wall.  Cely jabbed her dagger rapidly several times, slicing through the goblin's tendons in his arms and legs, to the point that he slumped in pain.<br/><br/>Though he still lived, the group surrounded him, peering at Krystal.  They were giving her the chance to strike the final blow.  "Y-you... bitch!" the goblin cried out.