15 Chapter 15: Unfortunate ? (1/2)
Gyrom: ”gee-gee-gee gya-gya-gya GGwwaah-Gwah-Gwah-Gwah!”
Gyrom sinister old laughter crept throughout the cave echoing as it grew louder and louder it turned from an old man's laughter to the sadistic glee of an evil wizard.
The noise sent a cold shiver down Gorbum's back as he unconsciously took a few steps back from the red stained drapes.
He did not want to be anywhere near these two demons and be caught up in their impending collateral crossfire.
When the laughter died down the echoes followed and the cave became silent once more.
Jack looked on with anticipation while Gorbum furthered away ever so slightly as to not disturb the silence and garner any attention.
Soft footsteps along with the thud of a staff could be heard growing louder and louder as Gyrom approached the entrance, hidden behind the cover of the blood stained drapes.
When the noise stopped just before reaching the entrance a decrepit red hand with long dirty sharp yellow nails slowly reached out pushing the drapes away revealing Elder Gyrom.
His eyes glowed with a slick green shine in the dark as they reflected the illumination of the torch light.
The green sunken eyes hidden behind the cover of his mask gave him an imposing and mysterious aura.
His eyes scanned across the cave looking over at Jack with intrigue and hope before looking over at the cowering Gorbum.
Gyrom: ”Gorbum bring gobs over I will take care of this Ja'Hack.”
Gorbum: ”Yes Elder!”
Jack: ”Hey! My name is Jack! Not Ja-Hack Asshole! Get it Right!”
Gyrom: ”A stupid name for a stupid gob.”
Jack: ”Hmph!”
Gyrom's expression was hidden behind the mask but from his body language and lower face he wore a calm and stern expression, that expressed Jack's very existence to be unimportant and meager before him.
Gyrom's attitude was the ideal image of an Elder ruling over his subjects.
Behind Gyrom's calm and stern expression he was very jubilant for the outcome of events. To think that the fool would come to him like a platter of food ripe for consuming.
For Ja'Hack to not only survive but recover to this extent from his fireball was proof enough that the lad held a very valuable secret.
Gyrom was itching to take those secrets away from the lad and Demi Gob he could only imagine the kind of benefits he would gain from them.
Perhaps they would be substantial enough for him to move up in the tribe and become a great Elder among his peers…
While Gyrom was daydreaming he noticed that Gorbum had not moved yet and was still standing around like an idiot waiting for directions.
Gyrom glared at Gorbum which caused him to tense up from the hostility turning his stomach into a knot as sweat dripped down his brow.
Gorbum left immediately and scurried off into the caves to gather the other goblins.
Gorbum was personally relieved to have left the two tyrants and survive the awkward position he was in.
As he ran through each cave room waking up and shouting at the goblins to follow him.
Gorbum wondered if he should avoid returning and just send the warriors instead in case things get too dangerous during their arrival and get mixed up in the fight.
He considered it a miracle to have already survived this long and Gorbum was not willing to test his luck any further.
He made up his mind deciding to stay behind and make an excuse to his brethren to be as far away possible from Ja'Hack and Elder Gyrom for the time being.
He ordered the men and one female gob warrior to assist Gyrom at his command...
Gyrom stepped away from the entrance and faced Jack, staring directly at him.
He stood at a distance from him to avoid the glowing blue arms that formed into claws.
Gyrom was wary of them and had already seen how easily they could slice through goblin flesh.
He studied the fluctuating movements of the flowing blue energy that covered his arms.
It was obvious to Gyrom that the young yellow lad was not use to combat and could be deemed a mediocre amateur at best.
This Ja'hack was very limited in terms of options and could not defend or counter from a distance.
He had seen Ja'Hack slaughter the young green and from Gorbums report Ja'hack chose to ambush the pair instead of engaging in goblin on goblin combat.
The two of them were shit compared to Gyrom of course but they were still hardened and well trained goblin warriors who should have been more than capable of taking care of the young yellow lad.
Gyrom was in no rush to engage instead taking the time to study Ja'hack's movements first, he was in a safe and domineering position so long as he kept his distance from him.
From what he could tell by looking at the young lad's stance he only knew how to fight like a newborn wild beast and relied heavily on his claws.
Gyrom critiqued and scoffed at his skill level, even if he had great power it would be absolutely meaningless in an honest fight against a well trained goblin warrior who could avoid his wild strike's.
Gyrom had been an elder for many years but before that he was a goblin warrior with no talents.
When he became a red goblin by pure chance he dedicated the rest of his life to grow stronger bettering himself at all fields to be the very best like no one ever was among the goblins.
As a goblin he was not as upfront and confrontational like most others in his race this allowed him to take percussion.
Gyrom instead chose to take a more a well thought out approach in scenarios and decisions especially in combat.
But he was still a flawed mortal creature with negative personality traits that could not be so easily weeded out during his training that put him at a disadvantage like his short temper.
Gyrom was confident in victory he had many years of experience and had fought in countless battles over the span of his lifetime against bigger and greater foes that overshadowed puny Ja'Hack when compared to them.
But most importantly Gyrom believed he had luck on his side he thought himself to be the luckiest goblin in the world.
Gyrom had the blessings of lady luck all throughout his life, any time something went awry Gyrom would benefit from the disaster as an opportunity.
Surely how would this small fry be any different for someone as great and rich in experience as him the Great Elder Gyrom.
Gyrom spoke in a serious and demanding tone leaving no room for debate or appeal to Ja'Hack,
Speaking in the same way a overbearing monarch would to a measly serf.
Gyrom: ”Lad what secrets do you hold, share them with me and Gyrom will spare your life.”
Jack: ”Spare me? I'm not here to chit chat pal, i'm here to kill you.”
Gyrom: ”I will not ask again.”
Jack: ”My secrets are mine to keep.”
Gyrom: ”You chose poorly.”
Gyrom: ”Double Fireball!”
Gyrom pointed his staff towards Jack and swung it around twice in a cross before shouting out his spell.
The red shard of the staff glowed with a mystical energy before two basketball sized balls of fire shot out from it.
Gyrom had no intention of killing Jack and had split the power of one fireball into two smaller and weaker attacks to avoid a fatal blow.
He wanted to figure out how Ja'hack had recovered from his previous encounter this was a test to see if he could gleam anything from him during the attack.
He wanted to find out the source of Ja'hacks power and his healing capabilities.
If it was an item he would simply take it but if it was an innate skill that he possessed he would have to interrogate and learn how he attained it.
Jack felt scared although he had gotten the skill fire resistance he still remembered what it was like being burned alive.
The fear of feeling his eyeballs melt inside of there sockets and his tongue boil into grease again made him flinch at the incoming attack.
But instead of running away or blocking the attack Jack gritted his teeth and raised his arms to cover his face out of instinct and charged onward's throwing aside his fear.
Jack: ”AAAAAAHHH!!!” (*Bwoosh!-*Bwoosh!)
Two basketball sized balls of fire shot out and simultaneously hit Jack, the impact caused both of them to explode in a fIery brilliance before fading into a rain of smoke, sparks and, flickers of flame.
Gyrom was surprised by his action but at this point he felt that the yellow lad was retarded for pulling the same stunt twice.
He felt it was a waist for this lad to have gotten such benefits despite being this stupid.
However his mockery was cut short when Jacks figure emerged from the fiery aftermath unharmed with a mischievous smile plastered across his face.
Gyrom: ”What! Impossible!”