Just Another Day

The green and grey goblins began to advance on the solitary man. They eyed his belongings hungrily. His dagger was sharp. The leather vest, bracers, belt, and boots could be made into many tools, and his clothes could easily replace many of the tattered loincloths the goblins were wearing. The cloak possibly could become a tent! One of the knife-wielding goblins prepared himself for a charge.

The goblins squeaked and yelped in surprise as they were suddenly crashed into one another. Shanku had dove down and pulled her foot up at the last moment to kick the goblins into dominoing. She quickly rolled onto the ground and grabbed one of the dropped spears. She jumped onto her feet and pointed the spear towards them, her ears laid back and her wings arched magnificently behind her. The goblins gathered themselves and huddled together for a moment. One held his fists up before him to feign bravery. But one goblin was not so brave. He fled screaming from his companions, who quite quickly followed him and begged him to slow his pace for them.

If only Katari or Eru could see me now! Shanku laughed and dropped the spear. She relaxed her ears and wings only to find she had a dagger pointed at her.

"Prepare yourself, demon!" The man challenged.

"That's not very polite," Shanku said, irritated. Not a grateful one, is he?

"I know it was you who sent those creatures!" He growled, brandishing the dagger.

"Who, the goblins?" Shanku asked. "And I'm not a demon. I'm a kurach."

"I've never heard of such a 'kurrok' creature."

"Not even in your history books?" Shanku crossed her arms. "Remember the Great Raids of 4098? That was my kind's doing." She paused. On second thought, probably shouldn't brag about that. Oops.