"Hiss... Gah..."
A scrawny and battered goblin struggled to fall to the ground, wailing weakly.
As one of the second batch of goblin grunts rushing towards the human intruder, it had been lying here for several minutes.
The good news was that, thanks to its slightly slower reaction than other goblins, it lagged slightly in its attack, and did not get shredded into unrecognizable pieces of flesh like its colleagues by the sharp storm, only grazed slightly by a few stray gusts.
But the bad news was, even though the storm had residual waves of power gradually diminishing after the phantom Black Wolf had moved away, it dealt a fatal blow to its fragile, thin body.
Both its lower legs were completely broken, one twisted with bones protruding, the other completely severed from the knee down; its chest and abdomen were slashed open, exposing bloody intestines inside.
Its entire body was covered with countless small wounds, some deep, some shallow, bleeding profusely.
