<div class="floatleft">(https://www.gmbinder.com/images/g6xXaQ3.png)</div><br/>The goblin wasn't really in the mood to respond to the tall son of a bitch.<br/><br/>He had told them everything he knew, and they were still going to kill him?  He knew he couldn't run.  He'd get skewered by an arrow like his friend by that blonde one.  He knew he couldn't fight them.  There were too many of them.  And he knew that he couldn't cry for help.  You could barely hear other goblins right next to you, much less what was happening outside.<br/><br/>Olx got up and picked up the bow.<br/><br/>An idea had come to his mind.<br/><br/>An idea to get his revenge.<br/><br/>"One on one, fat boy," the goblin said, snarling.<br/><br/>