Bad Day

[Gaston]

When he made it outside, Vladmir was greeted with a strange sight. Dozens of goblins, perhaps even more, all in a circle around a large stump, on which an aging goblin dressed up in shaman-like clothing was standing, dancing to a nonexistent beat and grunting rhythmically. The other goblins followed suit, their eyes closed and their heads facing towards the sky. Suddenly, their ritual was interrupted by several goblins running up and shrieking frantically. All the goblins opened their eyes and pulled weapons off of their waists and backs, preparing to fight Vladmir. But the shaman, strangely, began chanting. It threw up its arms and its eyes turned red, the wrinkles indicating age disappearing from its face as it grew taller and stronger. The other goblins, though, had seemingly the opposite effect on them. They began to shrivel up, aging rapidly and getting smaller. The leading goblin laughed the whole time the goblins' energy was drained, its voice getting progressively deeper as it got larger. Vladmir was shocked; it kept growing even after it got larger than any goblin should be able to, even getting larger than him. When he was in his war form! By the time the goblin was done, all the other goblins were in a heap on the ground, unrecognisable piles of dried out flesh. The large goblin jumped down from the stump it was on, laughing as it walked towards Vladmir, a smirk on its face. Vladmir snarled at the beast, hoping it wouldn't actually fight him. But it did. It suddenly began running towards Vladmir, grabbing his shoulders and trying to tbrow bum. But Vladmir was quick, and pulled his paws up to the goblin's shoulders, digging in with his claws. They began some sort of odd wrestling match, constantly pushing on each other and attempting to knock the other over. Until Vladmir had an idea. He bit into the goblin's shoulder, pulling his paw out and scratching its face. The goblin recoiled, but quickly recovered, catching Vladmir off guard with a punch to the chest. Vladmir dropped down to the ground,  his knees on the ground and supporting him along with his paws, his face nearly in the dirt but his torso raised up, in a similar position to that most would use to imitate a dog. The goblin then stomped Vladmir all the way into the ground, his face in the dirt. The beast then flipped him over so he could see what was happening, and began a barrage of kicks at Vladmir's ribs and chest, laughing as it did. Vladmir went into a sort of pained stupor at that point, unsure really of what was happening, only aware of the pain. Until the large goblin aimed a kick at Vladmir's face. Then his reflexes kicked in, and he bit the goblin's ankle, flipping it over onto the dirt. The goblin moaned in pain as it hit the ground, and Vladmir got on all fours, walking over to the goblin and slicing away at its throat with his claws. He then got back on two legs and began to stumble away, heading back to his home. It had been a long day.