The goblin was getting very pissed now as Krystal incessantly pursued him.  "Leave alone!" he yelled at her in broken language.  It seemed he at least could talk.  "You come, she die!" he warned her one last time as she approached.  He kept tugging on the line, trying his best to back himself into a small escape tunnel.<br/><br/>Cely growled and ran past the other two, and darted around Krystal and the goblin and get in the way, her knife in hand.  "You're not going anywhere, fatso!" she yelled, while Harmon and Cutter each went to the goblin's flanks.  Soon enough, he was surrounded.<br/><br/>"Leave or she die!" he yelled as he readied his club to slam it unto Susan's head.  Yet he wasn't sure where to look as his focus remained on Krystal, but any step the others took forced his gaze toward them.