13 Chapter 13: My Name Is Jack (1/2)
I clicked yes but I had to replace a skill so I chose the least important one Grave Digger.
When the Blue Screen disappeared I got the information of the skill zapped into my brain.
Fire Resistance : Is a passive skill that will grant me immunity to specifically unnatural or magical fire.
So ordinary or natural flames will still affect me the same way.
Jack: ”Huh... Neat. ”
I clenched my fist and inspected my body although my cape and loincloth were in poor condition I was perfectly healthy.
The only thing that hasn't grown back yetwas my sweet Mohawk I was bald again…
Jack: ”Alright it's time for some sweet, sweet Payback!”
Jack: ”With this new power up that decrepit old red bastard won't know what killed him.”
I cracked my neck andstretched doing a few warm ups to limber up.
Being turned into Goblin Jerky for so long was not good for my kinesthetic awareness.
So before I go skull fuck that oldgeezer gotta make sure i'm in tip top condition.
As a former junior baseball player Jack had always warmed up before a big game and as a result he went through the motions of his old habit to prepare.
As Jack was getting ready to kill a mofo he stopped at the sound of movement.
(*Rustle) (*Rustle)
The noise was heard clearly though Jacks newly healed ears despite the heavy rain as a Yellow Goblin his ears were much more sharper than the average green goblin.
With the heads up Jack drew closer to the noise and hid in the cover of shadows and forest with the rain masking the sound of his movement.
Despite the Cliche Jack could not see perfectly in the dark his eyesight in the dark was better than the average human but no where near as clear or good as a nocturnal creatures night vision.
Goblins were a species shunned by humanity and most societies as a result they commonly inhabited caves or the underground.
Being born in the image of mans distorted reflection they were able to adjust to the dark overtime instead of using there eyes to navigate through the sunken dark earth.
Goblins used their ears and physical sensations to dig around and expand into a primitive society they were more akin to a mole in this aspect.
They could see better than humans and surface dwellers in the dark but not by much.
Goblins still heavily relied on light sources such as torches or magic to clearly see in the dark.
A goblins eyesight was nothing special..
What was special was there adaptation of technique to traverse the earth like a mole.
Not some bull shit naturally unexplained Night Eye or Vision powers like they have in the movies and other portrayals.
Goblins despite their similarity to humans were inferior especially in this world were a single human can gain the strength of heroes and slay dragons.
The goblin tribe's only greatest physical asset against the humans was there sharpened sense of hearing a skill born from coincidence.
A sense that was refined overtime through the generations of goblin groups who dwelled in the underground.
This skill allowed the Goblin tribe to survive and thrive in a hostile environment filled to the brim with bad shit crazy monsters and powerful beings.
But even that skill still paled in comparison to the Long Eared Elves especially the Dark Elves who were a fellow group of Underground Dwellers.
Jack under the cover of rain maneuvered quietly around the incomingnoises hiding behind the trees and bushes.
He could hear two voices speaking that incoherent goblin gibberish language.
Although Jack could not understand it he could still analyze the tone and mood of the two and determine the casual behavior among them.
Jack felt that these two looked familiar somehow but couldn't quite put his finger on it.
He also wondered why these two were alone and casually strolling outside so late until he remembered that they were the two sent out into the forest by that red geezer.