‘Like wouldn’t it be crazy if some beautiful elf lady with curves in all the right places just heroically swoops in, just in the nick of time right before our deaths and majestically slays this behemoth of a wolf.
‘Then she falls for my Goblin charms which would lead to us getting married and living happily ever after. Yeah, that’d be something, wouldn’t it? Too bad that’s very, and I mean VERY far from my current situation.
‘This wolf has been staring us down for almost a minute now, and while I can think a little calmer now, I’m still scared absolutely shitless.
‘The only barely positive thing in this situation is that the wolf has a ridiculously deep gash stretching from the middle of its chest all the way to its left hind leg.
‘The amount of blood constantly falling out from the wound is crazy too, I literally see parts of its entrails falling out of its stomach, like how is this thing not dead yet?!
‘But we can’t stay standing here forever. We have to do something, at this point it doesn’t matter what it is, as long as we do something!
‘Before I could even begin to wrack my brain and formulate a plan to potentially escape, the wolf disappeared, one second it was there, then another second it wasn’t.
‘While trying to frantically look around for the wolf, wondering if it left, I was then suddenly pushed with what seemed like Jaba’s full strength and then some.
‘The next thing I know I was banging my head on a small boulder, and falling unconscious, not knowing where the wolf went, or why I was pushed so hard, with the crazy thing being that all of this happened in only about two seconds, I think.
‘Well, who knows? I was unconscious after all. ’
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After pushing the weak Goblin, he needed to protect out of the way, Jaba immediately crossed his hands and his spear in front of his chest, then…
BOOM!
The Goblin was struck by a fOrce that almost surely broke every single bone in his body. It only took a fleeting moment for Jaba to go from a healthy yet extremely terrified Goblin, to a Goblin on its deathbed.
If the wolf had even 1/10 of its strength remaining, then both Rick and Jaba would’ve been eviscerated beyond reason.
Yet, despite the weakness of the wolf it was still able to bring Jaba to the line between life and death.
At this point the only thing keeping him alive was his sheer will to protect Rick. Which in his eyes, was his job...
Jaba through nothing but sheer will and the drive to protect Rick…a drive he didn’t understand where it came from, slowly stood to his feet.
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He was covered in more wounds than he could count, bloodied from head to toe, and just barely able to stay on his feet.
With one eye completely locked shut, and the other barely open, Jaba could just barely see the beast standing not too far from him.
So, he did the only thing he knew how to do, he readied his spear and shakingly pointed it forward.
A spear that was small and feeble in the first place, and all Jaba held in his hand a small, splintered shard of wood.
Waiting for what he thinks should be his imminent death, Jaba stood there wavering with each passing second, barely making a sound.
If someone else were to be witnessing this scene currently playing out, they’d almost certainly look on with only eyes filled with awe and admiration for the lone Goblin.
Standing tall with no hope of winning the battle, Jaba the Goblin could only wait for the world around him to slowly but surely turn dark, never to wake again.
But things were never always so black and white…along with seeing the wavering Goblin, anyone watching would also see something else.
Laying down not too far from Jaba, was a giant silver wolf covered in blood.
It’s breathing, if you could even call it that at this point was labored and beyond slow. Its chest no longer seemed to rise and fall with any cadence.
In fact, it didn’t seem to rise at all.
Each one of its few remaining breaths was only bringing it closer and closer to its last one.
A beast that could only be described as magnificent in stature, slowly, quietly, and painfully fell into its final slumber.
Then almost immediately after the wolf silently passed away, Jaba, who at this point could no longer see at all, finally fell on his back with his legs no longer able to hold out.
Then he too fell into a deep slumber himself, only it wasn’t his final one, or at least he hoped it wouldn’t be his final one…
It was shortly after that that the only other person in the area finally began to wake...
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‘Ugh, waking up with one hell of a headache was not something that I was particularly excited about going through.
‘The headache was so bad it felt like a massive giant was squeezing my head in the palm of his hand while a thousand needles were trying to pierce their way in.
‘It was really painful, to say the least. With a headache of that magnitude, it was no wonder it took me a little bit for me to finally register what the current situation was, or at least what I thought it to be. What happ….wait...!’
“JABA!!! WHERE’S THE WOLF?!”
‘Stumbling to my feet, I looked around frantically desperately trying to find Jaba and any signs of the wolf so that we may escape.
‘It initially didn’t click to me that I should’ve been long dead, lying unconscious like that with a predator of that strength around surely is a one-way ticket to Goblin heaven.
‘So, I kept on looking around until I came across a scene that almost brought me to tears.
‘My very first companion in this life as a Goblin, lay there flat on his back wounded beyond reason to the point that he was almost unrecognizable.
If it wasn’t for the extremely slow and barely noticeable rise and fall of his chest to indicate that he was indeed still breathing, I would have already assumed he was dead.
‘Running up beside him now, I could definitely see that while he was still breathing, it was very weak, it almost seemed like he could cease breathing at any moment. But he was still breathing.
‘It was then that I finally saw the massive wolf not too far away from where Jaba lay. I could only begin to imagine what took place during the time I was out. But before I could think about any of that, I had to get Jaba home and provide some type of medical assistance, even though I knew nothing of the sort.
‘Still, something was better than nothing, so I quickly but carefully picked the lumbering Jaba up and onto my back.
‘Calling him heavy was not an understatement especially considering my current physique, but I would make it back to the Tribe at all costs, no matter what happens from this point on or how tired I felt, Jaba is coming back with me to the Tribe.’