《The Goblin Nation》9 The Dilemma Smoke POV
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Sun and Stick are busy fighting off the other goblins. Sun should be able to handle himself, after all, he taught us how to fight, and he can tank a shot or two from Rock. Stick, on the other hand, isn't the type of person that can take hit. I'll be surprised if he could stand up from a punch. I was hoping Rock could help me here, but it seems like he's busy helping Flute. I'm on my own for this one.
Being on top of Dust gave me a clear advantage. I started punching him in the head. His attempts at blocking my punches were futile. However, his skull was far stronger than I thought. Every hit sends vibrations across my arms to my shoulder. I can feel my arms getting weaker from each punch, and my breath continued to get heavier. I stopped hitting him to rest for a bit. He looks unconscious, so I must have won. I got up to help my brothers. Sun just got tripped by Cut and Stick looks like he's in danger. Better help him.
Before I ran toward Stick, I heard a loud creaking noise. I turned around and saw Dust crawling toward my mother. That motherfucker.
"Let Dust mate." He said as he grabbed my mother's legs. She tried to kick him off, but she barely had the strength to do so. "Dust make... What the?"
I grabbed on Dust's legs and pulled him towards me. "I'm going to fucking kill you!" I yelled at him. He turned on his back and kicked my hands off of him. I tried to jump on top of him, but he quickly stood up. We both stood there, looking at each other, trying to read one another's thoughts. After a long starring contest, Dust decided to break the silence. "You know, halfling, you said you kill Dust. Why you only stand there?" He opens his arms. "Come, kill Dust."
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I don't know what he is planning, but I know his invitation is a mask hiding his ulterior motives. But then again, Sun mentioned once that the best way to confront an opponent is when they drop their guard due to overconfidence. I have to take this chance, knock him out and help out, my brothers. I enter my fighting stance. "Since you insist, I'll accept that invite."
I dashed towards him, keeping my upper body low to on the ground to avoid getting grabbed by his arms. After getting close to him, I leaped and kicked his head, or at least I thought I did. He leaned back just in time to avoid getting hit. I landed beside, crouch down on the floor, and got ready to do a low spinning sweep kick. Because he was leaning backward, he quickly lost his balance from the kick.
CRACK*
He fell on his back. I got on top of him as quickly as possible, ready to pummel him once again. But right when I was about to start hitting, he swings his hands. Next thing I know, I felt a burning sensation in my eyes, preventing me from seeing anything. He must have thrown something on my eyes.
As my vision became dark, I thought to myself whether I should lower my guard and rub my eyes and risk getting attacked or if I should continue to punch the living the daylights out of him. Just then, I felt something touch my penis.
"AAAAHHHH!" I couldn't help but scream from the pain. This bastard was squeezing on my crotch.
"HAHAHA," He laughed. I got up trying to get away from him, but he kept his hands on my balls. "What wrong halfling? Not see well?"
"You slimy bastard!" I tried to swing at him, but nothing to connected. "Fuck!" He kept squeezing on my balls, teasing me. I could feel his claws digging on my skin. Any more and my balls could explode. I grab on his arms, trying to pull it off me.
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"You think you strong. Hit Dust, think you win. Dust follow Master Tama. Master Tama so strong, he kill troll. We strong to follow Master Tama." I could feel his breath brushing the tip of my ear as he whispers. It's my chance. I tried to do an uppercut, but no contact. His grip got even tighter.
"You have guts. Master Tama likes guts." He said. My legs are shaking from the pain. "Once Dust mate with woman, Dust show you to Master Tama."
I mustered all of my strength and told him. "Fuck your Master Tama, and fuck you!" I began to claw my way through his arm.
"That hurts!" He yells as he tightens his grip. The shocking pain made me lose control of my hands. I don't think I'll ever escape.
Finally, my suffering ended. A fist made contact with my nose, and I flew backward. I landed on the cold, hardwood floor. I rubbed my eyes, now filled with tears. I was ready to give up, but then I heard my mother's whimper. I can't give up now. Sun told us what we did, how weak of us to give in to our 'demons.' We needed to take responsibility for our actions, must never waver, and always headstrong. I stood back up and opened my eyes. The tears pushed out whatever Dust threw at it. Dust was slowly making his way to my mother, making chirping noises, teasing her. I closed my eyes once again.
"Hey! I'm not done with you!"
"What? You want more. Dust make you blind. Dust let you keep balls. You still want more."
"Yeah, I can still fight. Unless you're too scared to fight me."
"Dust not find that funny."
I heard his legs pushing against the floor. As the creaking sound got louder and louder, I opened my eyes. It took Dust by surprise, slowing down his momentum. I lowered my body and caught his hand before it can get to my crotch. Then I pulled him down to my forehead, headbutting him. Dust put his hand on his eyes and stepped back.
"I can't see! I'm blind!" He yelled. I closed my distance between us. I took out two fingers on my right hand and my right arm back. Dust took his hands off his eyes. "Surprise! Dust still sees!" He says while grinning.
He wraps his hands around my body. I launched fingers toward his eyes, penetrating his eye socket. He screamed in agony as he lets go of me. He placed his hand on his eyes once more, this time it wasn't for show. "What's wrong? Can't see very well?"
"Why you?" He began swinging his arms around, trying to hit me. I dodged every single strike he made.
"If you were going to blind me, might as well go all the way. You can't achieve anything if you half-ass it."
"Shut up!" He yells while trying to follow the sound of my voice.
"Sorry Dust, but it ends here. If it makes you feel any better, you can't have sex with anyone if you can't even see them." I took a deep breath, then gave his groin the strongest kick I can ever do. He stopped moving and fell on the floor. He was foaming from the mouth and his legs shaking from the pain. I'm not used to fighting, let alone fighting dirty. I hoped that in the future, I wouldn't have to resort to this tactic. I turn around to see if any of my brothers need help. But as I turn, something fell on the floor close to me. It looked like an arm, but it didn't have the green skin we had. The arm was red.
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