After my little speech, the hobgoblin resumed its advancement. I don’t know if it was intrigued by my sudden yelling at it or just surprised. If I had to bet though it was just playing with me.

I could see it on its face when it was attacking me and I can see it now. That hobgoblin is enjoying this. It’s prideful and toying with something it views as lesser. It’s pissing me off.

Another thing I’ve noticed, I can’t feel a damn thing. When it kicked me the claws on its foot punctured my side and had left a gaping wound. Despite that, I didn’t even notice it. No pain at all, nothing.

Something was off, my pain resistance can’t ease a wound like that to this degree. But it doesn’t really matter I’ll just take advantage of what I’m given. If I can’t feel pain, then pain won’t become a distraction. I’ll eat up its hits and recover later. But I’ll have to make this quick if I’m doing that.

The best strategy would be to create a sizable wound and pump enough hemotoxin into the damn thing that it bleeds out. But Nah, I don’t wanna do that. I just want to rip into it and tear it to fucking pieces. Feel the pressure release as I crush its skull under my claws.

Well then there’s the plan now are you going to attack me you fucker?

I’ve been watching the hobgoblin but all it’s doing is slowly creeping up towards me as if I didn’t see it. As if it was hidden away and about to strike at my most vulnerable moment.

My thoughts are cut out as it proceeds to do just launching at me with what looks like the force of an explosion. But I can’t move just yet. I have to wait about a split second to see which way it is going to throw that claw strike.

I can see it’s going to be diagonal but which way I don’t know. If I move in the wrong direction I’ll still get hit and if he gets ahold of me I don’t know if I’ll be able to get out. Moving backward I could dodge it all together but then I won’t be able to attack, his front is too defensive and I’m not trying to run.

I’m going to dodge sideways and for a split second that goblin is going to be open. In that little gap, I’m going to sink my fangs right into its fucking throat.

I watch its arm change positions revealing which way it’s going. Left. I blast myself to the right with as much power as I can muster without losing my balance and falling sideways ruining this whole opportunity.

“ROOOAHHH!!”, the hobgoblin shrieked as its claws, instead of hitting its intended target, smashed into the ground leaving its neck wide open.

“GOT YOUUUAAAHHHHH”, I screamed as I launched myself at the neck of the hobgoblin. I had meant to say got you but at around the time I got the “you” out it turned into a growling yell as I prepared to bite its neck.

The hobgoblin realized what was happening and while my teeth were only about a forearm’s length away from the back of its neck it began to spin its body backward in a 180.

I realized what the hobgoblin was trying to do when I saw his other arm emerge above his torso and start descending down upon me. He intended to spin around and use his arm like a whip and slam me into the ground crushing any chance of my teeth connecting who its neck.

Well, it would work, there was no way to move or dodge its arm in my position I would undoubtedly be hit if I continued my course for its neck. But that’s fine I’ll just have to change targets.

Instead, I’ll sink my teeth into its incoming arm stop the strike altogether. But I can’t aim for the forearm if I do I still be slammed into the ground it has too much momentum. Instead, I have to aim somewhere right below its shoulder or if possible just its shoulder.

I tilt my head mid-air to get myself in the best position and somehow I barely manage to touch the ground with my bottom two feet and push myself off course from its neck but rather the hobgoblin’s arm.

The hobgoblin fully performs its 180 but instead of slamming me into the ground as it expected rather it delivers its arm right to me my teeth sinking into its arm right below its shoulder.

Almost immediately I pump as much hemotoxin as I can into the fucker throwing out my previous statements about paralyzing him. As angry as I was-am, the second my teeth connected I realized I couldn’t hold back in the slightest if I wanted to stay alive.

I had aimed for this part of its arm because I had wanted to avoid being met with this fuckers overwhelming strength but instead, when my teeth connected I feel them shift from the sheer force my mouth had been met with. It didn’t hurt but I knew for a fact that if I glanced in a mirror right now and look at my reflection my smile would look a little off.

Another thing I noticed was its other hand, the one that had smashed into the ground, had 3 fingers bent at angles they were most certainly not meant to be at. Knowing that I think I’ve realized something about this damn hobgoblin. It can’t control its own strength.

Every attack it makes it met with recoil because its body can’t handle the force it’s producing. Either that or it simply doesn’t care if it gets hurt deciding to unleash all its power at the cost of its own well-being.

Either way, it helps me. If this fucker wants to hurt itself by attacking me then it can feel free too.

My thought process ends as I feel the hobgoblin grab ahold of my leg. What planning to force me off? Well, it can but it will cost the hobgoblin.

I don’t know what else I expected it to do when it pulled with all its strength ripping from its arm. It didn’t think things through instead it just seemed like it preferred to force its way through things. Well, like I said it would cost itself.

In my mouth, I held a decent chunk of the hobgoblins flesh as it threw me away to gain some ground. Doing so had also created a largish wound and the damn goblin also happened to be infected with hemotoxin. Perfect combination if I do say so myself.

The hobgoblin clutched its wounded arm and started to shake as it realized the severity of the damage. Not with fear but rather seething anger. I could see it in my eyes. It turned its head back at me and stared daggers.

“ROARRRRRRRR”, It bellowed with fury. Upon hearing the roar I found myself stumbling before I quickly fixed myself before it had an opportunity to strike. Some kind of skill of perhaps? Maybe one that affects you mentally.

It didn’t matter much though because as I glared at the enraged hobgoblin an idea manifested in my head. One of the art’s of war was to make your opponents angry was it not after all. I had certainly done my job there.

I began to snarl at the hobgoblin before I started full out barking at it and just like I anticipated it took the bait. The thing had been prideful before and now enraged I doubt it could ignore my yells and I was right.

The hobgoblin had started to sprint at me with full speed violently raising its claws for what I could see was going to be a straight strike. I easily sidestepped the attack and watched as the hobgoblin’s claws hit nothing but air several of its fingers on that hand were broken I also realized. It didn’t even consider that it just had launched its hand at me.

Well, the hand had nowhere to go and all that accumulated force backfired on the hobgoblin. I heard it before I saw it, the crunch sound its shoulder made when the hobgoblin managed to dislocate its own goddamn arm.

I couldn’t help but laugh in delight.

“YOU FUCKING IDIOT WHAT DID YOU THINK WOULD HAPPEN!”, I yelled at the hobgoblin as it staggered backward clutching its shoulder.

After that, I realized I had another opportunity and bolted to the side as it was focused on its shoulder.

The hobgoblin glance up away from its shoulder at where I had yelled at it moments ago only to find nothing there. It then saw me bolting at it from the side. The hobgoblin quickly gripped its shoulder tightly and forced its arm back into place although without a doubt improperly as it had no time.

Despite its efforts, it failed to do it quickly enough. I was already in the air launching myself at the hobgoblin before it had the chance to turn away to get either arm in a defensive position.

My teeth once again sank into its arm, right in its wounded area. It immediately grabbed my leg withs its arm again but because of its quick and improper reduction, the hobgoblins couldn’t use its arm correctly failing to rip me out quickly like last time. However, it still had that unnatural strength, and even if far slower than before like last time was going to force me off.

Although another chunk out of its arm would be good it wouldn’t be enough. I need to make a sizable wound I can’t let it rip me off so quickly again. I deliberately loosened my bite and as I felt self start to slip I reached out with my claw and slit its closest fucking eye open.

“AAGHHHHH”, It shrieked in pain completely losing its grip on my leg for about a second. I reached out with my other claw and dug into its arm. I then pulled myself closer to its arm and bit down again this time in a far securer position.

The hobgoblin yelled with anger as it grabbed ahold of my leg again and began trying to pull me off in several different directions. All it was doing was essentially tearing at its own flesh pulling at me like that. My teeth were dragged across its arm in different directions only sinking my teeth deeper.

It finally let out another burst of strength and sent me flying off and this time into a tree. I crashed into the tree falling to the ground and it roared at me not only with rage but triumphance before it suddenly stopped coming to an abrupt silence.

When the hobgoblin had looked at me it realized that I had taken its right arm with me. It stumbled backward before trying to grab at a limb that wasn’t there.

The sight made me start to laugh again I couldn’t help it. This wasn’t a fight. This dumb fucking goblin had strength sure. Too much for it to handle actually. But upon every injury, I gave the fucking goblin it gets angry and loses itself in rage a little bit more with each drop of its own bloodshed. But it is not the hulk, no no, it doesn’t grow stronger with rage all it does is get weaker, more predictable, and farther the growing strain on its body.

This isn’t a fight I am simply the hunter and all this goblin proves to be is fucking prey.