Colin backed away toward Kase, his eyes fixed on the cave entrance.
It was an Ogre clad in Beast Hide. The creature held a goblin with a crushed skull in its left hand and dragged a large club with its right. Its small, clear eyes scanned Colin and the others.
The group of goblins from before followed behind the Ogre, their ugly little faces filled with confidence.
"Good, good, more little people. Master wants little people." The Ogre mumbled to itself in the Common Language. "Demou found more little people! Lots and lots of little people!"
A few of the Adventurers who had gotten back to their feet hurried over to Colin.
One of them quickly asked, "Sir, what do we do now?"
"You all should head outside the cave first."
After saying this, Colin shouted to the Ogre, "So, who is your master?"
The Adventurers didn't leave.
Instead, they each picked up weapons the goblins had dropped, looking like they intended to fight alongside Colin and his group.
