Goblin Cave 4 소설 & 이야기

The sleeve had slipped down as I held the plate, revealing the mass of gnarled, uneven scar tissue from the burn. “Your hand…” his voice was dry, a careful, probing question. “Has it recovered?” CRASH. The plate hit the table. The apple rolled away. I yanked my hand back as if I’d been electrocuted, the blood draining from my face. Recovered? Four years ago, in the genetics lab. Morgana had cooed about wanting a tour. The next second, she “accidentally” knocked over a vial of the highest concentration “Wolf-Toxin Stripper.”

“The captain wants to have a word with you. They need you to join the expedition to the Goblin Mountains. With you there, it’s going to be easier to find their cave.” I nod. Even without using my nose, I already know where the cave is. I wandered there a few times to steal their food during the winter season to give over to the pack. I could just easily point to the location on the map, but that would mean leaving myself out of the mission. I would rather go along with them to prove that I am willing to fight alongside them—also, the goblins can be very vicious in enclosed spaces. There’s no telling what sort of traps they would encounter. There will be werewolves in the group, but that woul

Theo stopped, "We're almost there. It's the cave up ahead. Now, remember this is ancient vampire grounds, we must be careful." Lobo scoffed. When I saw the cave a shiver ran down my back. The strange grey rocks held a golden hue to them, almost as if someone had painted them. The entrance was eerie, dark with a slither of bright green vines across the opening, like a thin line of curtain created by nature. "We're not going to explode when we walk in there, are we?" Betty's voice held humor but I could hear the slight tremor of worry in her voice. Theo chuckled lightly, "No, there is nothing to worry about."

- Which flower do you want me to start with? She stopped to look at the flowers and with her hand pointed to the first one that caught her attention. - This one is brown. - she said. - This flower comes from the Billabong Kingdom: it is a kingdom of temporary drought, every year it rains six months in a row, and then comes the six months of blindness. They hire their young children to make holes as fountains to store water for the hard times, the flower only appears in the deepest holes, being called earth, their petals are used to make a black wine. Their petals are used to make a black wine, which if drunk in too much quantity can lead to death.

“We’re gonna teach this fucker a lesson.” I lowered the LED a few inches and spotted the disgusting thing crawling up the wall. I could try several paragraphs of description, and you will think I should’ve just said it looked like Gollum and save everybody time. So yeah, that’s what it looked like. “A crawler?” I said mockingly. “You fucking roach are the infamous Skippy?” The dark thing tried to sneak into the door to Quaker Hall basement, but I aimed my LED at the doorway, making it crawl back and up toward the ceiling.

April's POV I stumbled, my mind reeling from Regina's revelations as Regina guided me deeper into the cave, the air thickening with an otherworldly energy. The walls seemed to whisper secrets, and I felt like I was unraveling along with them. "Where are we?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. Regina's smile hinted at mysteries hidden within the shadows. "A place few know exists. Our ancestral home, hidden away for centuries." The cave opened up into a vast, crystal filled chamber. The walls shimmered with an iridescent sheen, reflecting the soft luminescence. I breathed in, awestruck, taking in the ancient artifacts and strange symbols etched into the stone.

With one final grimace in my direction, Rowan wrapped his arm around her shoulders and swept her out of the building. My head was already hurting, and it had nothing to do with the rising din of voices around me. Just a few hours ago, I was a human living in suburbia with a family who treated me like a servant—not a fantastical creature from a storybook who was the center of attention. And just a few hours ago, I had one boyfriend, Daniel. Even if he cheated on me with my stepsister, there was only one. Not three “mates”. “Four,” the voice in my head corrected me. “You have four mates, although the fourth isn’t here tonight. I wonder who he could be…”

His curiosity pushed chose the later option. He grabbed the handle and slowly opened it. The moment the door creaked open, a deep red glow spilled into the hallway. “What the hell was this?” He thought as he stepped inside. The room was… red. Not just red lights. Everything was red. Red walls and red leather furniture, Metal bars were attached to parts of the wall. Chains hanging neatly from their hooks. The shelf was lined with objects Lewis didn’t even want to guess the purpose of. The air itself felt heavy.

The three of us just returned home after I went and meet the dismantler to dismantle the goblin general. Goblins aren’t that uncommon, so apart from the magic stone inside their body, they wouldn’t provide much profit. However, the goblin general is an A-rank monster. Its skin is sturdy enough to be made into an armour, and its fangs and horns are resilient enough to be made into arrowheads or daggers. And it is informed that they would always bear a B-rank Mana stone inside their body. Carter nodded, although slowly. “I am.” He then paused.

By the time they reached the bottom, the tunnel breathed. And then— The attack began. A massive wave of goblins poured from the left wall—vile, hunched, teeth clacking, eyes glowing red with demonic possession. From the right: orc warriors in blood-forged armor, twice Khy’s size, wielding rusted axes that shimmered with cursed mist. And from deeper in the shadows… something darker. The Mist Warden. A floating beast cloaked in smoke and screams. No face. Just black tendrils and a voice like cracked glass.