Chapter 86

While the sea has lost its vibrant blue hue, the stones have lost their rusty hues, and the boats have taken on the monochrome appearance of old paintings. Even the air has a stale taste to it. A gust of wind whips salt into eyelashes and onto exposed flesh, while trams rattle and whistle along the beachside. The pope saw his soldiers and Goblins perished.

However he was well aware that his time was limited, they must remain hidden and not take any chances with the rebellious supernatural. He was not going to take any more chances with waiting. He would seize what was his before it was taken away from him. His immortality. There was absolutely no time to squander! It is now necessary to summon their champion.

A colossal feral Goblin, twice the size of their normal goblin knights. With nothing more than a swarm of ferocious thoughts and no trace of humanity remaining. In his former life, the champion was the best and most courageous of the Knights, and he was the first ex