Arao: Die Dog Die, Round 02

From my prone position, I was heartened to witness the goblin dog's demise from the ranger's arrows. "Great! The tide is turning," I thought.

Taking advantage of the distracted goblin minion, whose jaw was still dropped in disbelief that the dog fell, I struggled to get up and bear my axe against it. The poor thing's last sight must have been my axe swinging down as it cleaved it in two.

"Now for the leader!" I shouted. "Let's get this over with!"