07-20-2017, 05:17 PM
Vladmir looked (and smelled) around, finding that there were five goblins in the room, including the one right next to him. Wasting no time, he smacked the one near his stomach with all of his might, launching it several metres before it hit a wall, making a splatting sound as it was crushed. One other goblins screeched, a wretched sound that seemed to carry with it the weight of sadness and anger, running up, a savagely-made club in hand. It smacked into Vladmir's gut with all of its might, shrieking as it did. As the club connected with Vladmir's flesh, a crack emanated throughout the chamber. The werebear howled in pain, holding his side as he fell down onto his knees. Looking up, Vladmir saw the goblin again preparing to strike, this time at his head. His instincts took over, and his paw flew up, as he dug into the goblin's arm with his claws. The goblin dropped the club, but before it could scream, Vladmir stuck out his neck and bit into its throat, tossing it away just after. Biting down on his gum and trying to ignore the pain in his ribs, Vladmir let out a snarl, causing two of the remaining goblins to flee, shrieking. Only one left. Vladmir raced towards it, dropping down on all fours and sprinting toward the beast. Finally taking in its situation, the goblin turned around and tried to run, but Vladmir was too fast for it. Leaping forward, he landed on its back, digging his claws into the little monster before pulling them out quickly, taking a sizable piece of flesh with them. Stumbling forward, Vladmir made it to the exit of wherever he was, and prepared to venture out, ready for whatever may lie.