Goblin Cave 3 Novels & Stories

"Ah .. no, no," "Sus, this is Vincent, 'tol, I think your cousin's jowa is like that." Said Andrei. I was shaken and carried my guitar towards them. We’re here now in El Nido because Sage’s older brother got married and we played. "Cousin? Who's there?" "You're foreign, you're racing too." "Ah .. Gavin," Sage turned to Vincent. "I didn't see his jowa either, but don't form it, I won't defend you to my cousin."

Unable to enter the cave, the young man set– "Why?" I interrupt again. "Why couldn't he go inside the cave?" My gran shakes her head and sighs impatiently. "A witch's lair is always well protected, my bairn. The entrance was lined with magical powders... red chalk and crushed onyx and black pearls, and there were powerful incantations carved into the stone walls. Only the most fearsome of warlocks would have been able to cross that threshold. No more interruptions now. It's getting late."