《The Beginning - Breath of War》Chapter 2 - Part 3
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The goblins appeared from all directions, sweeping past the Orcs with great speed, screaming their wild ululating war cries. Their savage yellow eyes glowing as they came at the men hard and fast. The warriors, caught by surprise, were forced to resort to the machetes strapped to their waists. Trained to use both machete and rifle, lighting squad fought back to back against the encroaching goblins. Their machetes hacking off the arms and legs of any goblin that got too close. Born into a twisted world, where they fought for survival each day, these men were determined to persevere. Blood splattered their faces; machetes rose and fell. The goblins howled and screeched their war cries in a frenzy of anger for their fallen kin and the night air grew colder as the darkness tightened its grip upon the land.
Mouth quivering with rage at the death of his brothers and sisters, Grul Han's eyes darkened, gradually becoming a bright red as he fell into the bloodlust. Delirious with rage, the Orcs lost their senses, and began attacking the passing goblins, their battleaxes scything through them with ease. Lost in the blood-haze, Han dropped his mighty war axe and used his fists, tusks, and teeth. He pounced upon the nearest goblin, tusks driving into the creature's chest while he hammered it with his rock sized fists, breaking bones, and ripping off limbs with ease. Consumed by a savage hunger, the Orcs halted their hunt for the humans and feasted on goblin flesh, their armor becoming slick with the blood of mindless goblins.
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Head throbbing with pain, throat parched with dust, Talmen awoke to the sound of gunfire and a powerful explosion that rocked the ground. He anxiously pushed himself up onto his feet and gazed around, trying to remember where he was. The wide open emerald plain lay before him, its wide open grassy fields swaying in the breeze with three small hillocks to the east, their wide green peaks peeking over the grass. Behind him lay the forest with its overgrown trees and great arcing branches throwing shadows upon the ground. Whiffing the strong stench of death and decay, he followed the scent and felt his jaw drop open. Strewn about him were six dead Orcs in heavy black plated armor, riddled with bullet wounds streaming blood to create bright red puddles beneath them. Mouth widening open with shock at the discovery, he stumbled backwards tripping over the corpse of the strange creature that had taken a bite out of his shoulder. Heart beating rapidly, he lurched away trying to understand what had happened here.
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The wild ululating cries of goblins shrieking echoed in the distance, followed by bursts of steady gunfire. Nerves shot, he jerked backwards at the familiar sound, then quickly crouched down in amongst the long green grass. Rubbing his heavy eyelids, he tried to think. He couldn't have been out that long. At least he hoped he hadn't been. He had heard stories from his mother of men passing out from wounds and dying as they slept. But this... this was even stranger. Dead Orcs all around him, emitting a putrid stench that churned the stomach, human roamers or settlers off in the distance somewhere, battling against what he assumed was a tribe of goblins. As he was thinking of moving to a safer location, the earth beneath him grumbled and moaned with the thud of footsteps. Gazing cautiously over the tall green grass, he caught sight of hundreds of barefoot goblins in dark brown robes, racing north east towards the sound of the gunfire. Their pointy green ears twitching as they streamed through the forest like a surging river, their yellow malevolent eyes glowing in the darkness... the darkness... the darkness. SHIT!! It was night. The pasty white moon stood above him glimmering, surrounded by thousands of bright sparkling stars.
Terrified at the realization, he was out in the open during the time of the beast, he leapt to his feet, and made a mad dash towards the forest. His long gangly legs eating up the ground rapidly, his flame colored eyes drawn to a monstrous cedar tree ahead of him, which seemed like a good spot to wait out the night. Arms swinging, he reached the base of the great tree with its thick octopus arms, when he smashed against something solid. Bouncing back, his eyes fell upon a beanstalk of a goblin with wild eyes and leathery green skin. Yellow eyes lighting up with malicious delight, the creature attacked, swiping at him with its dirty, long claws, to cut his left cheeks and force him backwards. Feet slipping in a puddle of blood, he slammed into the rocky turf hard, skull banging against a rock. Fighting the pain and dizziness he grabbed hold of the goblin's scrawny neck to keep it from biting him as it leapt atop him. The goblin growled and raked at him with its claws, cutting his face and arms, its mouth opening and closing to reveal its jagged yellow teeth.
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Struggling to wrestle the creature off of him, he punched and kicked recklessly at the creature, but the beast's only reply was to dig its claws into his arms, refusing to budge. Gasping in pain, its fetid breath blowing into face, he could feel the strength in his arms weakening. Seeing the fear in his eyes, the goblin gave a baleful smile. Too weak to do anything, he began to despair; his mind going numb at the image of the goblins teeth sinking into his neck. I am going to die, I am going to die, I am going to die replayed over and over in his head. But he didn't want to die, not yet. Shuddering with effort, he used all his remaining strength to shove the goblin aside to smack into a tree. The goblin back on its feet in an instant its mouth twisted in a snarl rushed at him, when all of a sudden its skull was cleaved in two like an overly ripe melon, splitting the creature's head open. Jaws wide open in horror, he shifted his gaze to the blood crazed Orc standing over the goblin wielding a hefty battle axe. The Orc ripped the axe out of goblin's skull, dripping pieces of gray matter and threw itself upon the carcass its hungry teeth seeking flesh.
Pale with shock at the appalling sight of the Orc tearing away chunks of meat from the goblins body and shoveling it into its bloody maw he keeled over, emptying everything in his stomach. Mind numb with horror and throat aching he stumbled away, stopping short to sluggishly duck back down into the grass, as more goblins in grass stained brown robes stormed out of the forest past a large pack of well armored Orcs. Rubbing his eyes in confusion at the strangely surreal scene of Orcs killing goblins, he stared off into the distance at the flashes of light sparking off here and there, along with gunfire. Slapping his face to make sure he wasn't dreaming, while hoping against hope that this was all some kind of awful nightmare. He winced immediately and clutched his cheek as his hand connected with the cut on his face. Cheek stinging, he swallowed his growing fear, scanned the forest ahead to make sure there weren't any more goblins, before dashing inside. All the while hoping and praying this was all just a dream.
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