...ver beat." Mick bluffed.
"Well, if you put it that way, I will appease you and kill you myself." The Goblin King said, smiling egotistically.
"Okay, let me go give up my spare weapon." Mick said, nodding. He turned back and walked over to Peter.
"Are you really going to do this?" Peter whispered.
"No, when I get up there, I'm going to sidestep and lunge at one of the others. I want you to throw your spear clean through his heart." Mick said, handing him his spear.
"Okay good King, I hope I proved even the minutest challenge to your excellent skill." Mick said, holding up his sword.
"Fat chance." The Goblin King laughed, holding up his large stone sword.
Mick feinted towards him and sidestepped at another one of the goblins. Without bothering to look back, he ruthlessly slashed the goblin's throat and drove his sword through the chest of the second. There was a whistle of air and the Goblin King cried out, falling forward. A loud snap resounded around the room from Peter's spear snapping and driving into the Goblin King's chest.
The other two goblins, stood stunned for a second. Mick took the chance and drove forward, slicing one of their heads off. The last goblin dropped his weapon and cowered, holding up his hands.
"Demon, please spare me. I don't want to die." The Goblin cowered.
"Too bad!" Mick said, holding his sword up with the point downward.
He drove it downward, th...