An Extra’s POV

"G-GERUK!"

In Hobgoblin tongue, that meant "Monster!"

This was the only word that came to the mind of the Hobgoblin Chief as he heard the deaths of his people.

Dozens of Hobgoblins being slayed in a single moment, and the voice of their annihilator echoing in depraved laughter as he inflicted an unjust punishment.

Just what… what did he and his people do to deserve this?!

For the seven months that he had been the Chief of the Hobgoblins, they had encountered nothing but peace and prosperity.

Within a month or two, he would finally be able to rest and join his ancestors in the earth.

Yet, this had to happen in his lifetime? In this own tenure of rulership?

Why?!

The fables of the Hobgoblin society told of a time when they were the prey of the NightWolves, but thanks to the leadership of the great KoKuKa, the Hob Chief at the time, they were able to turn the tables around.

It took several generations of Hobgoblin Chiefs, but they were finally able to conquer this land of darkness for themselves.

These events happened so long ago that only stories existed of them.

The Hobgoblins now only knew peace and prosperity, and the only reason they hadn't lost their touch of combat was due to the contests that were frequently held—once every month.

If it hadn't been for that, the Hobgoblins would have all grown fat and lazy.

The Hobgoblin Chief was initially grateful that they didn't abandon their culture.

He thought their training would finally be put to good use against the invader.

But now… now he thought differently.

Not only was their training rendered useless in this entity's presence, but his powers were something that no Hobgoblin could ever hope to attain.

Not even the great KoKuKa!

If this was how things were going to be, then wouldn't it have been better to have enjoyed themselves to the fullest?

have all

the very least, that would mean they got to enjoy the little time they had left until their inevitable

"G-Guh…?!"

Hobgoblin Chief noticed that the echoes and screams had

last of

It was all over.

he could only

palms sweaty

idea why he stubbornly clung to his position when

the other room. Since they could not participate in

but there were pragmatic reasons

be of any use.

weaponry, and their muscles were yet to develop, so they could not properly

Hobgoblins constantly bred, so they were

tribe had children in their wombs. Once they gave birth, they would be impregnated once

future of the

result, the three hundred more Hobgoblins in the room were the future of

were

never find them—but due

rolled the stone that blocked the

and he doubted

the end, the children and women only had

did in the past, while

Hobgoblin Chief found this to be

had already evolved past that, so it was a descent of shame for his

would still prefer for them to do that than to die

Hobgoblin Chief thought about his own children, and his five

them to live… live no matter the

~SQUELCH!~

flesh rip open and his

didn't even take a second before he was on the brink

for him, but thankfully it didn't last

"G-gureekkidaaa…"

words the Hobgoblin Chief uttered before breathing

it meant,

he couldn't have

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he looked around to