Chapter 236: Grit

Chapter 236: Grit

Chad led his team forward after taking on another group of Goblins. The next target wouldn't be as simple.

After killing that group of Goblins, the others had gathered around the Sub-Boss. Many sets of eyes gazed in every direction, searching for the intruders.

There were still four Goblin work squads left, along with the Sub-Boss. Chad peered at the group from the edge of a nearby fissure, trying to decide the safest way to proceed.

"Maverick, how many of the lower Levels do you think you can tank?" Chad asked while looking toward the other man with a buckler.

They had both chosen the Warrior Class, increasing their Strength and Defense. The only difference was that Chad had chosen a defensive self-buff for his Skill while Maverick had chosen an aggro ability.

Maverick looked over Chad's shoulder at the smaller Goblins. There were very few at Level 25, and a large majority were closer to Level 15.

"Mmm, give me two guys to help clear them, and I can aggro all of them. That's only if we can separate the Hobgoblins."

Chad nodded and turned his attentions to the only Mage in the party, "Think you can take care of that?"

"Hell yeah. My Ice spells are purdy good fer single targets. Shouldn't be too hard to single out the four bigg'uns."

"Alright," Chad gave him the thumbs up and pointed at two men in the group. "You guys head on with Maverick. You have the highest DPS, so I hope you'll dispatch the small Goblins swiftly."

They shifted over to stand beside the tanker while Chad finished speaking.

"The Sub-Boss hasn't left its platform for some reason. It seems to be guarding something. Our goal is to finish the other Goblins out of range of its whip and hope that it won't pursue."

Even with the size of its club, the spear wielders had a slim range advantage. They alternated stepping in and stabbing toward it, leaving many superficial wounds.

The wounds continued to stack until they became fatal, the Hobgoblin fell to its knees and swung its club wildly in an effort to keep the tiny Humans away. It was no use.

The Mage fired constantly, keeping one of the beasts pushed back while Chad worked wonders to protect him from the other two. He had no aggro Skill, so he struggled to keep the two creatures from bypassing him.

One of the monsters slammed its club onto his shield, vibrating his arm and putting an immense pressure on his legs. He countered with his short sword, using Slash to make up for his shorter arm length.

The attack hit the beast, distracting it long enough for Chad to stab toward the target attempting to walk around him.

He glanced toward his companions, they were still rushing forward to catch up to the third beast. The Mage wouldn't be able to assist him until that one was occupied.

"Shit!"

Chad grit his teeth as a club caught his sword arm, shattering his elbow and causing his to weapon to drop to the ground. He dived forward as another club whistled toward his head.

With no other choice, he put some distance between himself and the two beasts, pulling out a health potion and downing it in one gulp. The fluid felt cool falling down his throat, and that same sensation spread to all of his injuries.

The healing effects were instant for his bruises and numbed shield arm. As for his shattered allow, it only managed to relieve some of his pain.

There wasn't enough time to down another potion with the two beasts now looming over him. He thrust his shield toward one of the monster's swings.

The creature staggered, caught off guard by the sudden movement. It wasn't enough to avoid all damage, but he did manage to meet the club before it could build up any momentum.

Chad stumbled backward, gritting his teeth and hoping that those watching from above wouldn't intervene.