Matt took advantage of the opening and ran his blade down the haft to catch the hobgoblin’s unprotected fingers.
Flesh met steel and lost.
Screeching in pain, the hob retreated, unable to hold his weapon. Matt used that opportunity to finish off the goblin next to the hob with a clean cut.
Seeing the hob was just clutching its mangled hand, he thrust through the unprotected arm opening in the plate, bisecting the last remaining monster.
Looking around, Matt felt like this could have been done cleaner. He might not have been hit, but that didn’t feel like a particularly high bar to set with opponents this weak.
There is a reason this rift was kept when they made the PlayPen.
Sighing, he collected the bloody armor and weapons before moving to the reward distortion.
Sweeping it with hi
