Watching the corpse, Matt waited until he felt the rush of essence to approach and ensure the goblins were dead. The essence he got from the hob was worth half of all the essence of the preceding rift.
Matt tried to steady his breath, but his heart hammered hard in his ears, proclaiming his triumph.
It had been an exhilarating fight. The hobgoblin had been smart and more experienced than any of the goblins preceding it. It also didn't have the mindless aggression that made the goblins easy to predict.
Closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, Matt pushed the energy down. The adrenaline was still pumping through his veins, and the accumulated essence created a rush Matt had never experienced before. His spirit felt heavy and full for the first time in his life.
He wanted more. He want
