The moment the ogre saw Duke, it let out a rumbling roar and walked towards him. The plan to fight in the hallway was immediatly discarded as Duke ran back to the room where Balto and Ibas were. The ground shook with each step the ogre took. Duke and Ibas quickly moved behind the corpse of Tyr, but Balto wasnt quick enough. The ogre saw Balto standing in the room and its eyes glowed with deep hatred.

It pulled on a massive sword behind it and it wouldnt be wrong to call it a massive piece of metal with a slightly sharpened edge. Its muscles flexed as it swung the sword infront of it, creating a howling wind that flattened the fur on Balto. If the ogre hit any of them with that sword, they would probably explode on impact. Balto took a few steps back. His tail was almost touching the corpse behind him. The ogre held the sword with one hand and walked over. It actually tried to rest the sword on its shoulder but it hit the roof. Rocks and dust fell down on its head, yet it didnt even blink. Its eyes were locked firmly on Balto. Despite standing dozens of meters away from it, Balto could feel a heavy pressure coming from it. He knew he should feel some level of fear, but it was such a faint feeling far behind in his head.

Suddenly, with speed far too quick for its size, the ogre dashed forward and swung its sword at the same time. Balto barerly managed to dodge down. The massive sword hit the ground with so much force that it cracked the ground. Balto looked over his body for any missing parts, only to see that nearly all of the fur on his back was shaved off. The ogre might have shaved off some skin too, because he was bleeding slightly as well.

The ogre let out a low chuckle before starting to pull its sword out. The sword was slightly stuck and the ogre used a bit more strength. But this second of carelessness was the opening that Duke and Ibas needed. They were scared at first, but seeing that Balto still chose to fight against that monster reignited their fighting spirit. Ibas jumped out from the side, barking, and ran towards the ogre. It looked at Ibas, but didnt seem to be worried. Duke jumped over Tyrs corpse and flashed towards the ogres head. This finally caught the ogre by suprise. Duke opened his mouth to bite, but got a mouthful of ogre arm. The skin was thick and the flesh was thicker. It felt like he was biting down on hardened fat.

The ogre shook off Duke and prepared another swing aimed towards Duke. Balto and Ibas jumped up and grabbed onto it with their teeth, trying to weight its arm down. The sword still struck and spilled Dukes blood. The ogre then grabbed Baltos leg and squeezed with its brutal strength. Balto felt the bones in his leg turn to dust. He let go in pain and fell down. The ogre managed to shake off Ibas, but he rolled on the ground a couple of times before getting back on his four legs. The ogre looked on its arms and then looked at Balto who tried to get away. It grinned and slowly walked over with the sword lifted up high. The ogre held the sword with both hands before sending it down, tip first.

"Balto!"

Above ground, in the cave entrance. The sounds of battle echoed up. Both the direwolfs and the stronger goblins heard it. No longer being able to wait, the goblins finally started their attack. They threw everything they had, from rocks to arrows dipped in shit. The direwolfs backed further into the cave, attempting to dodge as much as possible in the tight space. The stronger goblins shouted at the smaller ones and pushed them forward. The goblins that were pushed forwards looked behind them, unwilling to get any closer. With a short growl, the smaller goblins opened their eyes wide and ran towards the direwolfs. The frontline of direwolfs braced themself for the impact. Sure the goblins are much smaller, but enough goblins could easily swarm and defeat them.

The two walls of flesh collided and chaos rose up once again. Biting, stabbing, thrashing. Blood was mixed on the ground together with the dirt. Yet the only ones dying at that moment was the goblins. Beowul stood in the frontlines together with Finn and Frode, biting down on the goblins. Their mouths were filled with the blood of goblins and they barerly had any wounds on their bodies. A few moments later, all of the smaller goblins were dead. The bigger goblins finally decided to move together with the smaller ones. These goblins were obviously bigger, but they also had better equipment on them.

Back down in the cave, blood splattered. Balto felt a pain he never felt before in his back. He couldnt even feel anything behind him. He looked over and saw that the massive sword went right throught his spine. Baltos eyes went wide. Ibas ran over and jumped onto the ogres back. Duke got up and shook his head. He saw what happened to Balto and stood still for a couple of seconds before dashing towards the ogre. Both Ibas and Duke bit onto the ogres neck, trying to kill it. But its thick skin saved it. The ogre pulled the sword out from Baltos back and tried to shake the two direwolfs off. Balto felt a odd cold creep up in his mind. He fought it with all he had to stay awake. He finally had something like a family and he did not want to lose.

'Hmmm, that ogre sure is something, what to do now...'.

Vita looked througth the freshest memories of fighting. That massive ogre sure did a number on this poor dog.

'I could try and save this creature to let it live a longer life.' Vita scratched a random small organisms back. It seems to like it, but its hard to tell with the lack of social skills in the microscopic world.

'Back to topic!' Vita raised a tentacle as if it was a proper hand, throwing away the organism.

'If this thing dies, I could try to take over. But if I keep it alive.... Hmmm.' Even if Vita took over the body of this dying creature, was it even still possible to do anything with it?