Gryffin: Against the Goblins, Round 06

Gryffin felt the enrgy of the spell flow.

Unable to see he'd hoped that some divine force or luck would guide his hand in striking it's intended target or at least keep the Goblin from dodging his attack.

Then again, it was a calculated move on Gryffin's part to use a spell that didn't require much aiming in the first place -bein a spell that flew in a wide arc.

He had been hearing the sounds of battle and the screaming from his spot under the table.

"Are they trying to argue them to death? They seem to have forgotten about me..." He even thought.

In any case, it was at the precise moment after Gryffin had blindly released his spell that Arao's prayer to Pelor was answered.

With sight restored, Gryffin blinked and saw the wave of the spell just as it cascaded over the goblin hexer's corpse.

"I did it..." Gryffin thought, as he lay there under the work table with arm stretched forward. Looking closer, he realized that the hexer most likely had fallen dead moments before.

"They could've at least told me..." He thought with a grunt.

He checked himself for any other injuries and felt a sore spot on his side where the Goblin's hex had burned.

Cautiously, he crawled from under the table.

Having been robbed of sight, Gryffin took few moments to take the scene in.

For Gryffin, time seemed to stop and stands up.

Amid the red glow of torchfire and furnace, framed by shafts of white sunlight falling through large glass windows and surrounded by the fallen bodies of slaughtered workers and goblins lying on the cold stone floor, he saw his comrades attacking a lone half-elf that was almost pinned on one of the work tables - wounded yet seemingly filled with menace and maniacal glee.

For a moment, Gryffin almost thought that he was looking at one of the many small, detailed paintings in one of Quint's books - of heroes banding together against one massive foe.

At that moment Gryffin thought "Oh my, we are heroes..."

"I'm a hero!" Gryffin almost said as he ran forward - blue spellfire crackling in his hand.

He brought his hands together concentrating the fire into a ball and flung it forward.

"Hadouken!"