The Warden did not need very long to reach the location of the call, and although she understood what was said clearly, it was another matter altogether to behold the sight in front of her.

  A whole host of Wood Elves were practically rooted to their locations, while a captain under her charge was pinned to the ground by a Goblin.

  A Goblin whose presence even weighed down on her slightly. She realized right then and there that this was no ordinary Goblin. It was already something alarming to receive a report stating a Tier Five Goblin was spotted, and that alarm only intensified when other reports of two more Tier Five Goblins were spotted.

  That wasn’t something normal in the eyes of the Elves. Goblins did not grow that strong. Of course, Goblins had long since existed throughout Demi-Human lands, but perhaps the best of them could reach Tier Two but that was it, Tier Three and Four Goblin were practically unheard of, let alone one at the fifth Tier.

  The fact that there was another, one that felt threatening even to her was…

  “I’m assuming you’re their leader?”

  Well now the situation had reached a whole new level of threat in the mind of the Warden. A Goblin that can speak the tongue of the Lisante Wood Elves? Impossible. Or at least that’s what she thought.

  “You speak our tongue.”

  A crisp voice that seemed to float along the winds of the forest drifted from the lips of the Warden.

  “Apparently I do, but before we get into that, please understand neither I nor the Goblins accompanying me want any problems with your people. We were simply passing through and have no intentions of staying here.

  “We just want to be allowed to leave. Your people can even freely escort us to your borders, and we will leave peacefully.”

  “…You…Who do you think are to make demands here? You are not speaking a position of power. Your presence in our forest is suspicious. The fact you can speak our tongue is suspicious. Your level of…strength is suspicious. Your numbers are suspicious. Let you leave? That is not happening.

  “You will be returning with us for questioning.

  “You don’t have a say nor are you allowed to think beyond the questions you have been asked. You will do as your told, and that is all. Now. Release the Elf in your grip and retract your aura and surrender anything that could be deemed a weapon.”

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  The Elf spoke as if her words were law, and that the idea of Rick and his Goblins even doing something else to be foolish and improbable. Goblins were not typically seen as anything more than monsters and thus not awarded the same rights as sentience in most circles.

  Rick’s frustration with the Elves only continued to rise but he understood that under no circumstances could he afford to start a larger conflict with the Elves, so he held back from vocalizing any of the mor vile threats running through his mind at the moment.

  His focus was only on diffusing this situation as peacefully as he could.

  “We are not your test subjects and will not be returning for any sort of questioning. We will leave. That is it. We want to leave peacefully, and I apologize for entering your lands without permission. We simply want to get home. That is all. Just to get home.”

  “I will not repeat myself to a Goblin. Do as your told or there will be consequences.”

  After she finished talking, Rick’s mind to seemed to freeze as his attention was draw away from the words she spoke and to the sight of the approaching Wood Elves to her rear.

  No…it wasn’t the sight of the Elves themselves that caused Rick to react in the way that they did.

  It was instead the floating bodies of the Goblins trailing behind the group of Wood Elves. And it wasn’t only Rick who had a reaction.

  General Lago and the other Goblins recognized these Goblins as well.

  How could they not? They were stalwart members of the Shadow Clan. Beneath their Chief, they were two strongest members of the Clain. Yet here they were, either dead or unconscious and covered in wounds.

  It was obvious they would feel a different level of anger about what they were seeing, and if Rick hadn’t been there with a standing order to stay back, they would have long since thrown all caution to the wind and attacked the Elves with everything they had in them.

  But…there was no one to do the same for Rick. Not even Velora.

  And it was taking everything in his body to restrain himself and not make this situation even worse than it already is.

  Yet…while he could manage to hold himself back from any extremely volatile actions…his grip on the Elf in his grasp had only grown stronger.

  And as his anger flared, so too did his mana, and his wrathful flames began forming subtly around his body.

  The Warden noticed this but as she moved to speak once more, Rick opened his mouth first.

  “Don’t fucking move. All I wanted was to leave peacefully. To return home with my people. I didn’t want to fight, I didn’t want to fight, I didn’t want to cause any problems. I just wanted to leave with my people.

  “But no. To you I am not seen as a living individual with thoughts and feelings…no you see me as something less. Something akin to a monster.

  “Fine then.

  “I can show you monster.”

  After saying that, Rick’s flames immediately spiked in intensity and apart from the area the Warden covered with her own mana, everything was now doused in green flames that spanned for at least half a mile in each direction.

  Of course, that was to include the Tier Five Elf still pinned by Rick.

  His screams sounded farther than even Rick’s flames stretched.

  He was the only reason the Warden had yet to attack outright because she did not want him to die, but that chance if Rick killed him all on his own.

  But Rick didn’t seem to care…

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