60 The Girl Brings Death (2/2)

”She was nothing more than a child,” she couldn't help but gasp out as she slew another goblin.

All of a sudden the mass of fireball broke apart and split into five midsize balls of fire. They began to hurtle towards the girl, she didn't even flinch at the oncoming balls.

Jumping she swings her giant scissors and easily cleaves the first ball of fire in half. Dropping down to the ground she dodges another ball that passes over her head.

BOOM! The first ball explodes behind her.

Opening the giant maws of the scissors she slams them into the ground and launches herself into the air. Flying through the air like a bird, she slams the scissors shut and cuts another fireball in half.

The three others began to surge towards her together, swings her body she moves the scissors into one hand, and swirls them. They easily slice the reaming balls of fire.

BOOM!

BOOM!

BOOM!

All the fireball is gone now.

The once confident goblin mages safe begin to sober as they realized they hadn't been able to kill her. Without a moment of hesitation, she draws her arm back hurls her scissors from her midair position towards the glowing barrier.

CRASHHHH!

It completely shatters into nothingness as the scissor slice through it like a hot knife through butter. The goblins began to fall apart now that there exposed to her.

She lands on the ground and a large sword appears in her hand. Shooting forward she dances like a reaper of death through the throngs of goblins.

With her free hand, she launches a knife towards one of the feeling goblin mages and it cuts through the air like a taunt arrow. It makes contact and slices through the raised arms of the goblin mage and burrows its way straight into the skull of the goblin mage.

It was as if she was a one-maned army, laying waste to her foes. She breezes through the remaining goblins like a whirlwind of death.

Losing the support of the goblin mages, the soldier and foot goblins that are rushing towards the female knight and her companions began to recede.

Stepping on the chest of the last goblin mage that had a large headdress, the girl smile and takes her sword and jabs it down into the head of the goblin mage.

Leaning back, she smiles, and blood drips down off of her face.

Some of the soldiers are feeling head towards her. It seems seeking to avenge their fallen brethren. They surge towards her, without even batting an eyelash she pulls her sword out of the dead goblin mages skull.

With quick steps, she also retrieves a dagger from another corpse. Flipping the dagger into an underhanded grip she heads towards the oncoming wave of goblins.

The first goblin arrives and swings its sword downwards trying to cleave her in half. Without much effort, she deflects the majority of the blow with her sword. It was like she was simply shrugging off the blow of a child, it was effortless and smooth.

In a split second, she moves her arm upwards and cuts into the underside of the goblins jaw. Penetrating the skull and slicing into the brain, she pulls the blade back and jumps backward as another sword arrives in the spot that she was just standing in.

Flicking her wrist, she sends her dagger flying into that goblin eye. Stepping forward she clenches her fist and slams it into the goblins head.

Effectively driving the blade deeper into its skull. A final gurgling cry leaves the goblin's mouth as it topples over.

This all transpired in a few seconds, and all the other goblin that had been madly rushing forward began to flee the other way towards the forest.

But she didn't let them escape that easily. She chased them down like a death goddess.

The once loud and unruly night had become unbearably silent other than the woeful sounds of dying creatures.

With the danger receding my companions began to drop like flies. Even my legs that felt strong and true up to this point, began to feel like nothing more than liquid.

Soon all the goblins had been slain and it was just us and her. My heart gave a painful thump as I look at her.

A little girl no more than eight or nine stood in front of me. Her inky black hair that reached a bit past her butt and her mismatched golden and green eyes were wide as she looks at me. Blood drips down her face and her pasty white skin is a ghastly contrast.

She's dressed in metal armor, that covers most of her body, but the way she moved was agile as if the weight didn't hold her down at all.

Standing just in the shadows of our torches, she looks as if she belonged to the night.

”I think they should be gone for now,” she spoke up just loud enough for me, and only me to hear. Her voice was soft and childish but held an egotistical note to it.

It made her seem less ominous.

Clearing my throat, I lower my shield and press a hand over my heart.

”Thank you! We'd have been wiped out if it wasn't for your intervention,” I tell her honestly.

After losing the weight and support of the shield, my legs almost buckled. It was then that I noticed that others had almost completely collapsed.

”Are you alright?” She questions stepping forward into the light. Her eyes are full of concern, and I saw two long fangs peeking out slightly from her lips.

A Vampire!

I felt the blood drain from my body, was I going to die by the hands of a vampire now?!