Oathbreaker: Goblin's Allure

Oathbreaker GOBLIN’S ALLURE MONTGOMERY QUINN Also by Nice To F#ck You Beware The Margay Myth & Machine The Lost Prince Dodge Master I Summoned My WHAT?! Kevin’s Kitty Rescue Lich I Summoned My WHAT?! 2 Rose Rose: A Hucow Story Rose 2: A Hucow Story Survival of the Fittest Hell: A Haremlit Men's Fantasy (Book 1) Heaven: A Haremlit Men's Fantasy (Book 2) Trolling in Paradise The Beast (Book 1) The Leader (Book 2) The King (Book 3) The Emperor (Book 4) Contents Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Also by Montgomery Quinn Book Formatting No part of this book may be reproduced, scanned or distributed in any form or by any means electronic or otherwise without the prior written permission from the Author unless for a brief use of quotations in a review. 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Men to my left and right, carved through the goblin horde. Those vile, disgusting creatures. It wasn’t enough to say I hated them. Just that I lived for this very moment. It had taken over a day to get this deep into their canyon. It was fitting that this place would be their eternal tomb. The fighting had been constant since we entered the rift. It was little more than a crack in the side of a mountain range. But you could smell the vile creatures well before you could see them. “BLATH!” I couldn’t see who was calling my name. I waited only long enough to catch a flying goblin on my blade. Half as wide as my torso, but as long as my entire body. With my strength stat as high as my racial cap and bonuses could make it, I wielded it like a dagger. And while there were larger blades in the world, the men and women who wielded them, struggled in matching my speed. And like so many before, the goblin mistook the size of my sword for a potential weakness. It bit deeply into the creature’s stomach, cleaving it in two, and with both halves tumbling past harmlessly. With the immediate threat clear, I spun to see who shouted. I was just in time to see Myrin fall beneath a pair of goblins. With a flick of my blade, I cleared the room and charged to his side. I prayed his plate armor was enough to protect him. It wasn’t as well made as my own. But with bonuses from his Paladin class, I hoped it was enough. He was screaming when I reached him and tore the first goblin from his side. The feral creature spat and hissed as blood dripped down its face. I could tell the creature was female; there were milky white lines flowing from swaying flabs of meat on its bony chest. Only in the heat of battle could you tell them apart. Blood, gore and violence acted like an aphrodisiac for them, sending their females into lactating-heat, and their males into rut. During my youth, I made the mistake of paying too much attention using my peripheral vision to scout potential hidden goblins, while still in the thick of battle. Only to vomit at the sight of them mating on the outskirts, writhing in a battle-frenzied lust. I shook my head to clear my thoughts and swung my blade at the second goblin. I twisted my sword to slap the creature with the flat of my blade. It would still kill the goblin, but if Myrin flailed about, this maneuver would save his arm. The dull crunch of metal on bone was always satisfying, sadly, I didn’t have time to watch. He was bleeding. The armor he wore was well made. But because of his vanity, that cheap coronet-helmet covered little more than his cheekbones. Which allowed the second goblin to maul the side of his neck. “Blath,” he choked, trying to grip the wound and staunch the flow. He wasn’t healing. His mana must have been low. I reached around to the back of my belt where I kept an emergency health potion…and grasped empty air. I blinked slowly. Not two days ago, he was hit by a falling stone. It shattered his sword arm. I had given it to him then. A frown