The goblins were still fighting and provoking the direwolfs, throwing a rock or two now and then. Only a minority of direwolfs had serious wounds, the rest only had fleshwounds. Beowul, Finn and Frode stood in the frontline for the entire fight and letting the other direwolfs rest whenever they needed too.

Beowul finally noticed that the number of goblins were slightly smaller than what he thought. They did kill a lot of them, but so far only the weaker goblins were the ones who attacked and died. Something was amiss. He bit down on one of the goblins and threw it to the direwolfs in the back. Sure, goblin flesh tastes horrible, but right now they needed all the energy they could get. Both Finn and Frode were tiring out after all the fighting. He looked behind him to get a better look on how everyone was doing when a burning arrow landed right next to him.

Beowul swung his head to where the arrow came from. There stood a dozen goblins with bows in their hands. Right infront of the goblins, a burning pile of leafs was ablaze. The goblins would cover their arrows with a couple of leafs and lit it.

"Go deeper in!" Beowul pushed one of the direwolfs next to him further into the cave. The goblins raised their bows and let go. Arrows flew through the air. The direwolfs all went further into the cave to dodge the burning arrows. Most of the arrows missed, but one of the direwolfs got hit in the shoulder. Its flesh and fur burned quickly. It yelped and moved much quicker into the cave. It could have been worse, seeing that most of the arrows missed not because the arrows didnt manage to hit them, but rather that they hit their own with those burning arrows. Goblins were screaming in pain trying to put out the fire. The lucky ones managed to put the fire out but the unlucky ones fell to the ground, smoke wafting out of their corpses.

Seeing that the direwolfs retreated, the larger goblins smiled wickedly and shouted at the goblins. They packed themself infront of the entrance to block the direwolfs way out. The goblins further at the back picked up everything they could find that could either be thrown or be used as fuel for the fire. They threw anything that was burning at the direwolfs. Arrows, spears, sticks, piles of leafs and even some dirty cloths that they used to cover their groins. The originally small and few flames had started to turn into a large fire. The heat burned the outermost layer of Beowuls fur, forcing both him and the other direwolfs to take a few steps back. One of the direwolfs started to panic and ran deeply into the cave. Beowul looked at the fleeing direwolf with distain. If Duke was here, he could probably just dash through the flames a couple of times to exstinguish them. Or Ibas could just charge through it and exstingush it some other way. Hell, maybe Balto could do something dumb and save the day. But right now they would be busy with that ogre.

"Hey, why is it so hot in here?" Beowul looked suprised, but quickly hid his emotions before turning his head around. There they stood, bruised and battered. Duke had a nasty wound on his side. Ibas, discoloured by blood and dirt, helped a shaved Balto by pushing him up on his paws. Behind them was also the direwolf that tried to run away. It looked on the ground embarrased, not willing to raise its eyes.

"Duke, Ibas, Balto. I guess its dead." Beowul felt a bit of emotion deep in his stone cold heart. Duke and Ibas nodded. Some of the direwolfs wagged their tails and looked thrilled on the thought of getting their old home back from the goblins.

"It is, but lets get rid of this fire." Duke took in a deep breath before walking towards the fire. As he got closer and closer, he moved quicker and quicker, before dashing right through the fire like a fat kid running over the other kids to get first in line of the cafeteria. The fire immediatly dimmed when Duke went through it, allowing the rest of the direwolfs to run over the embers.

The goblins didnt see them coming due to the fire hiding them from sight, but when Duke suddenly charged into them they all fell into chaos once more. The direwolfs morale quickly rose when they saw this, swiftly killing any goblins they saw. It was chaotic enough with one large direwolf in their ranks, but the sudden outburst of direwolfs attacking sent them further into chaos. They were quickly killed and none of the direwolfs died.

Back in the cave, inside of the ogres body.

Vita 'stood' infront of something odd. The easiest way to describe it is that it looks like some odd crystal. It seemed to have been either put in here in some odd way, or that it was grown naturally and it somehow grew a bit too much in random directions. Well, natural crystals do grow in weird ways but still. Based of the flesh around it, it must have mutated or something. Can crystals even mutate? Is it even biological or is it some fantasi bullshit?Only one way to find out!

Vita quickly jabbed the crystal with a sharp bone needle. One stab, two stabs. As the amount of stabs increased, a tiny crack appaered. Finally, the crack was just big enough for Vita to get enough needles inside of it to split it apart. As the crystal was split, a wave of heat and light started to shoot out of it. The heat and light quickly increased, way too quickly! Vita scooped up some ogre cells and packed them inside the cell vault Vita made to store cells in. Retreating to the furthest corner of the ogres body, Vita made a thick ball of bone and hid inside.

Balto and Ibas slowly walked out of the cave, both quite exhausted after the fight with the ogre. Duke walked over to them, seemingly about to pass out.

"Ibas, can you keep an eye out to make sure there arent any goblins hiding in the cave. I really need a nap." Just as Duke finished his sentence, a massive vibration was felt deep in the ground. Following the shaking, a deafening boom pushed everyone and everything away from the entrance before collapsing down on itself. Just about everything in the area looked dumbfounded on the large dustcloud covering the cave. Duke was quiet for a few moments before slumping straight down where he stood and fell asleep.