Chapter Seven
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There hunched up with slimy green skin, pointed ears, and a smile that could only come from the pits of hell themselves was a Goblin and one who looked like he was ready to eat anything that moved.
Robert immediately began to back up, trying to create any amount of distance between him and the creature as he could. But as soon as he was just a few steps back from where he began the creature looked up and began staring directly at him. Its red eyes were deeply sunken into its eye sockets and every part of its body was small and looked malnourished. When it had taken enough time to stare down its prey it turned and began walking towards Robert.
Then like lightning, it sprung at him covering the grassy ground that sat between them in an instant. Knife in one hand glistening in the sun as it moved at high speeds towards Robert, then with the one hand that wasn't holding the knife the goblin pushed Robert back as it brought the knife downwards towards Robert's falling chest. But as Robert fell his foot flew upwards hitting the goblin's knife and wrist sending both into its heart as he fell onto Robert.
Robert laid there, eyes shut tightly as if he was trying to avoid seeing the scary part of a movie, but after a few long seconds of realizing that he wasn't dead, Robert slowly began to open his left eye. Then like a light getting turned on, he opened both eyes to see the dirt-covered, slime-ridden goblin laying on top of him, knife firmly lodged in his chest.
Robert almost immediately pushed the goblin off of him letting the body fall the little distance left to the ground. Hitting with a very soft thud Robert pulled the knife out of its chest and stared at it knowing that he would need it later if he ran into any more of them. But all his thoughts were quickly interrupted with the sound of a ping.
"Exp: 500, Next-Level: 1,000," a little window said that was hovering right above and in front of Robert's eyes.
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