Chapter 53 : Stealth and Fire 1
Dirga crouched behind a thick, black-leaved bush, eyes narrowed.
He had found the camp.
It wasn’t massive — maybe a cluster of crude wooden huts arranged in a half-circle, smoke coiling lazily from a bonfire at the center — but size was relative out here. Dirga had never seen a goblin camp before. Never even seen a real camp, if he was honest. This was hell. Everything was guesswork. Everything was new.
Still a newbie in this world.
He crept closer, gravity softened around his steps, muffling his movement. The thick forest muted the light, and even the Eye in the sky — that massive red pupil glaring down from above — didn’t reach this deep.
Guttural voices growled ahead. Goblins.
But there was something else.
A voice. Human. Desperate.
"Help!"
Another cry. Faint. Pained.
"Please... someone..."