The goblin leader Glack tore open the tent flap and rushed out.
Behind him, the Old Shaman followed quickly despite appearing to stagger with a cane.
Outside the tent, the camp was in utter chaos, thick black smoke mixed with dust churned upward, and blood and dismembered goblin corpses were strewn across the clearing.
Did some unknown creature attack the camp?
The death of many tribesmen caused panic to spread like a plague among the goblins.
"Enemy attack! It's an enemy attack!!" The elite goblins who realized the situation, screamed at the top of their lungs, trying to organize the chaotic tribe.
Before Glack could see clearly to command,
a second terrifying explosion followed closely.
"Boom!!!"
This explosion was closer to the camp interior.
It seemed to be in an area where sundries and combustible items were stored.
