"Tell… Tell... How?" The goblin panted.
"Just give me a few answers!" Arin replied, "Like, how many of you are in total, for a starter? Then, how many of you attacked, how many are there, and why did you attack us? These types of simple questions!"
Arin pressed his dagger against his throat, a bit deeper, "Yes, yes, I tell you!"
Arin caressed his bald head, "That's like a good boy! Speak!"
"We are big, many, many brothers…" he continued.
But he could not finish, as a knife darted past Arin's ear and hit that Goblin captain in the middle of its eyebrows.
That goblin fell on the ground like a sack of grain.
Arin turned around with a bit of irritation to look at the one who spoiled his interrogation session.
There was a Goblin that was taller than the average Goblins he had fought till now.
He was looking at Arin and was smiling like a maniac.
Arin used his 'Scrying' skill on him to find he was a level 10 goblin.
"Sorry, human," he teased, "I disturb!"
