DING! DING!

Aella pulled her bowstring, firing three arrows at the goblins as Isdis drew them closer with her biwa. “Don’t draw too much of them! I can’t keep up with the numbers.”

“Got it,” Isdis smiled, rushing forward with her sword, “The knights are crying back in the village,” She smiled, swinging her sword at one of the goblins, severing his head. 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝐞𝐥.

GOWA! The goblins surrounded her, growling and grunting as they flailed their poisoned stone knives.

“Don’t get surrounded! You idiot princess!” Aella shouted at her. Rear support like a Brad shouldn’t rush to the frontlines.

“Hehe,” Isdis smiled from ear to ear, pulling her sword. Ice Blade

Isdis’s sword cooled rapidly to the point white smoke started dripping from its blade. She spun around, swinging at one of the goblins.

CRACK! The sword cut the goblin’s neck, freezing the splashing blood into small sharp crystals. CRACKLE! The crystals splashed on the other goblins, blinding them.

DING! With a swift finger pull, she pulled the string on her biwa sending a sharp sound.

CRACK! Ice spikes emerged from the goblin corpses, freezing them. “As long as they are weaker than me one on one, and as long as they hear the sound of my biwa, they can’t avoid my magic!”

A bard, the class focused on channelling magic through music. Personally, they are weak in one-of-one combat, barely being able to keep up with the other classes. But, they make up for it with their strange casting methods.

A bard channel his magic through music, so the moment you hear their instrument or voice, you’ve already been hit with the spell.

BAM! A large hobgoblin stood before Isdis, glaring at her with glowing green eyes. “Ho! A strong one,” She smiled.

GOA! The hobgoblin growled, lifting his club out and swinging down.

CRACK! Isdis jumped back, “Sorry, I’m not fighting you,”

Thud! Jack stood behind the hobgoblin, aiming his hand cannon at its back, “KABOOM!” BOOM! He blasted his guts out, splashing Isdis.

“You bastard! Look what you’ve done!” Isdis cried, gagging out as she wiped the blood from her face.

“You’re looking more like an adventurer like this,” Jack smiled, spinning his dagger.

GOWA! Several hobgoblins emerged from the holes, followed by some shamans preparing magic.

“That’s a lot! Jack, Isdis. Back away. I will take the shamans down first,” Aella pulled her bowstring, firing an arrow at one of the shamans.

GOWA! A goblin jumped in front of the shaman and took the hit.

“Leave the hobgoblins to me and Isdis,” Jack smiled, looking back. “You take the shamans,”

Jack disappeared and the hobs started falling one after the other, stabbed to the death from the back.

****

HA! Lydia sighed, “I want to go help them,” she looked at her hand and touched her stomach. She could barely move in her heavy armor.

She looked at the carriage, “You hit me well,”

“HMMMMMMMMMM!” Eris growled beneath the blanket.

Lydia smiled, but suddenly lift her arms, protecting her neck. CRACK! Her gauntlets cracked, a large slash marked on them. “Who’s there?” She shouted.

“HMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!” Eris growled, feeling the fight starting.

Lydia swiftly pulled her sword, looking around with a sweating face. “HERE!” She swung her sword as fast as she could Holy Smite CLAP!

The holy smite exploded in a brilliant flash. BLUH! She coughed blood, finding a blade piercing her chest.

“A paladin protecting a vampire? How low has human fallen,” The elf pulled his sword from Lydia’s chest, kicking her toward the carriage.

Lydia rolled and hit the carriage, seeing several elves jumping from the trees as her vision faded.

“Major! Someone is coming at a high speed.” One of the elves said with a smile, “What should we do?”

The Major who just hit Lydia grunted, “That’s another vampire. Use the artifact to teleport away, I will strike him when he gets in range,”

One of the elves pulled a crystal, “As you order!” He smiled.

The crystal flashed with a brilliant light, “Morning is soon to come, he won’t survive anyway,”

In a spark, all the elves disappeared. After they left, a faint golden light emanated from the wakizashi Lydia held that Jack gave to her before. The sun is about to rise.

Thud! Thud! Thud! Arad approached the carriage, smelling Lydia’s blood. ^Did goblins reach her?^ Arad growled inside, “Hold tight!” He said, rushing even faster.

When Arad got out of the trees, he saw Lydia bleeding beside the carriage with the wakizashi glowing on her waist. “Lydia!” He dropped the elves and rushed to her.

Thud! CLAP! A sword flashed out of nowhere, cutting Arad’s head without wasting a second. “Smeared in holy water, recover from this, monster!” The man growled, pulling a wooden stake from his waist and pushing it into Arad’s back, piercing his heart.

CRACK! The elf Major smashed Arad’s body into the ground and stood fixing his long golden hair. “How come that vampires are involved in this? How hard is it to start a war nowadays?” He kicked Arad’s body aside, surprised at how heavy he was.

He approached the carriage, “Sending mere monsters to kill that princess was a mistake. Now I had to dirty my hands.” He lifted his sword, “You’re the last one.”

The Major swung his sword at the blanket. CRACK! He could feel it, hitting something solid. “This feeling, chains?” He gasped.

BAM! A purple blast burned the blanket, and a plasma spear rushed at the Major’s face.

CLANG! He swung his blade up, deflecting the attack and kicking Eris in the face.

“Did they capture you?” The Major smiled, “Look up. The sun is rising. You better run away,” He pointed at the sky. It was dawn.

FUSH! Eris grunted as her skin started burning, “Damn it,”

The Major smiled as the elves appeared back behind him, smiling and laughing, “Run! Blood-sucking fiend!”

Eris smiled, pointing her spear at the Major, “Now this became personal,” BAM! She rushed forward, swinging her spear at his head.

CLANG! CLAP! The Major swung his sword to the side, destroying Eris’s blade and catching her by the neck so she couldn’t bite him. “You’re weaker under the sun. Like that other vampire, only death awaits you.”

Eris smiled, “Hehe,” she giggled, “Death?”

The Major returned the smile, “I cut his head and gouged his heart. The sun should be burning his rotten corpse now,”

“Cut his head? Stabbed his heart?” Eris giggled, “What kind of vampire do you think he is?” She laughed, ^That’s right, I tasted his blood. It belonged to the monster. Scarlett, the impaling queen of the blood valley.^

“Major! He isn’t disintegrating!” One of the elves cried in terror.