“Seriously?”
Sawyer cursed. “More frickin’ hobgoblins?” He parried an incoming morningstar
with Suishen, and blocked another blow with his shield. The third hobgoblin
warrior’s attack slipped past his defenses, but glanced harmlessly off his
thick plate armor. “I’m really getting sick of you guys!” he bellowed, as he
switched from defense to offense, and sent Suishen slicing through the center
attacker’s leather armor is if it were old cheese.
The
group was still deep beneath the House of Withered Blossoms, exploring the oni
domain now known as Munasukaru’s Penance. They’d fought their way through
countless hobgoblin minions of various shapes and sizes, and had just killed
off another batch, these accompanied by a pair of Stone Giants. Following a
passage from that chamber, they’d found their way blocked by a rushing
underground river, it’s current frothing over the remains of a fallen stone
bridge. Sawyer had long ago lost patience with this place; he missed the sun
and open sky, and was sick to death of the stench of hobgoblins. Unwilling to
wait for the rest of the group to waste time coming up with a “plan” for
crossing, he’d simply wrapped his arm around Bella’s waist and Air Walked across the stream.
Unfortunately, the moment they touched down on the other side they were
surrounded by more of the stinking hobgoblins, and two more Stone Giants were
lumbering forward out of the darkness.