They all turned towards the noise. In total, there were about twenty Hobgoblins present, all wielding axes and other crude weapons.
The largest of them, easily a head taller than the rest, stepped forward. It carried a heavy bone club and wore a necklace of monster fangs.
It was easy for Gabriel to tell that this one was the strongest and held a position similar to a leader.
It let out a roar, and the smaller Hobgoblins rushed forward. Gabriel activated Bull Rush and charged in, Crimson Judgement swinging wildly.
Shing! Shing! Shing! Shing!
The first two were cleaved apart instantly. A third tried to flank him, but Gabriel twisted, slammed his shoulder into it, knocking it down, and then drove Crimson Judgement straight through its chest.
He ignored the system prompts and kept moving. Every swing of his sword left a red arc through the air. The Hobgoblins were faster and more intelligent than the beasts he had fought earlier, but their wild attacks lacked rhythm.
