6 Jarl Borg III (2/2)

”I see. Rollo, I command you to help all the others stand up.”

Rollo immediately ran to the other Goblins, and helped them stand up as he was commanded. All of the Goblins, uncertainly stood up and stared at him, having no clue of what he wanted.

Ragnar took a deep breath, looked all of them in their eyes and said.

”You saw me evolve with your own two eyes. Do you guys desire to evolve as well?”

All nine Goblins looked at each other with confused looks, and Rollo answered for all of them in a soft voice.

”Gi-yes.”

Ragnar grinned, and released his newfound aura with a bloodthirsty look. He shouted in fanaticism.

”I want brave, courageous goblin warriors! Great Goblin Warriors who can fight for me even in the face of death with a fearless bloodthirsty smile. Can you guys do it? Shout yes as if your lives depend on the loudness of your voice, if you can!”

All nine goblins were fired up, and with Rollo being the loudest, they shouted at the top of their voice.

”YES, JARL BORG RAGNAR!”

Ragnar smiled, looked back in the direction of their Goblin Village and said.

”Very well. I shall give you brothers from the same village, my kin who I was born with, a chance!”

”A chance to be brothers-in-arm with The Great Goblin Warrior Ragnar. Let's move deeper into the forest. We shall hunt all creatures in this goddamned forest, and evolve.”

”May the plane show mercy on our enemies, because we sure as hell won't. The day we come back, is the day we kill the current Jarl Borg and make the tribe ours!”

”Gi-Gigigigi!”

As the 10 Goblins sprinted deeper into the South of Nandini Forest, only the sound of their mad laugh was left behind.