The goblins are disgusting, drooling creatures. The two in front of you have overgrown nails and mold growing from their skin. It’s nauseating. You brace yourself as they leap, but Atlas is there faster. A blast of purple magical energy disintegrates one goblin, while the other is put out with a sound thump on the head. He spreads his arm, robes dancing wildly. Damnit. Get behind me! There’s more coming! On cue, three more leap out of the shadows to your sides.
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