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Chapter 11 - Skullcrackin’ Blues

"God's breath, that creature is not normal." Akatsuki whistled, "We should retreat."

As the charge began, Akatsuki fired arrows while they retreated into the outpost's haphazard ruins of wood. She followed Sabreman at the head of their party as he legged it for the tighter cavern. Taking into account her boosts, she felt she'd be able to bruise through this fight, while the other two got to work, they wouldn't be charged to run into a dungeon with some special class respawning freak if that were not the case.

"Got a plan?" she asked.

"We funnel them into the cavern and take them out, the hob won't be able to move much," he said, "You still want the front line?"

"Yes," she said and handed him her hand-crossbow.

"Understood. Don't rely on faith, keep your wits." He said.

They reached the cavern, but Ammy stopped short and lobbed a piece of wood. She increased the mass of her arm and the chunk of lumber on the throw. It was too heavy, shit, missed the face of the hobgoblin and sharply dropped once it was halfway through to smack its knee. The creature roared and broke into a sprint that was too fast for something that size.

Ammy-bloody-Mel dashed back inside and drew her morning star.

"You fool!" Sabreman called and lobbed his poleaxe in the ground beside her.

"I've never-" no time. She tossed her bag off to the back with the morningstars and maces in it and took up his poleaxe with her on-hand morning star back in its place on her side when the horde of goblins entered the cavern ahead of their hobgoblin big brother. Too many at once for such an unwieldy weapon. She managed to hit two. Arrows hissed by her sides and took out a few more.

She's an extraordinary crackshot. Ammy smiled through gritted teeth and opened her mouth for goblin blood when she splattered one with the hammer of the poleaxe. It was still revolting. The last goblin to enter saw what she did. She brought the axe down on the thing's head, but it leapt out of the way and lost both of its legs. She felt larger than life, but the hobgoblin stepped on the dying goblin, leaving a splatter of blood on the ground and swung its monstrous club at her. She increased the mass of her muscles but failed to do so with the poleaxe; thankfully, it didn't break, but the shockwaves made her waver and had her spun to the side and nearly hit her face on the wall. She regained control immediately, likely through the regeneration, and ducked under another swing. Took out her morning star and went higher in density for its knee.

Crack.

And it kicked her in the face; fortunately, her instincts hardened her entire face against it before she took the impact. But her brain wasn't prepared. Scrambled like an egg, she lost where she was. The world shook like someone was beating it with an Eiffel Tower-sized sledgehammer. Then it started to clear up.

Ammy woozily staggered up onto her boots when she heard the arrows again and the dull screams of the hobgoblin. 

"CARBYNE MOVE NOW!" 

Someone's big, strong arms, and he smelled good, dragged her back away from a fat, blunt weapon's downward swing.

When her vision and thoughts kicked off again, she broke free from Sabreman's grip and placed a hand on the hobgoblin's club stuck in the ground and pumped it full of extra mass until its arm snapped while it tried to yank the weapon up.

Akatsuki's arrows found the hobogobbo's eyes. Carbyne dashed for her bag and took out a mace. This time, I'd say about thirty per cent. She increased the mass of the weapon, her arm and took a full swing throw for the hobgoblin's face. Bang. Right on target. The cracking of bones and squishing of brains with splatters of blood were a satisfying reward.

They stood over the deceased creature, all the features of a hobgoblin, the long nose, long ears and rat eyes (before she caved its face in), thick arms, muscled middle, and bald head.

"What do you mean it's not 'natural'?" Ammy asked while she squatted down to take a swipe of its blood.

Goblins and hobgoblins share the same blood. Hobgoblins are more potent.

She ignored the minor changes and decided to indulge; she needed vampire teeth or something similar to make sucking blood from bodies easier. 

Sabreman made a disgusted sound, "Well, they're supposed to be intelligent, not attack us stupidly, and they do not tower over eight feet tall. On top of that, if there were a hobgoblin here, we would have had to retreat to get reinforcements from an organised unit of goblin fighters. Our allies would have already been sacrificed to increase their number, and they would've attacked sooner to take more sacrifices."

She coughed from the horrid taste, spoiled meat and rotten cloves.

"Leave some for the papacy to study." Akatsuki, "We've still got our mission."

Ammy went for a few more mouthfuls of the dark blood with her nose pinched before she couldn't stomach any more.

"Can I have your rations?" Akatsuki asked flatly.

"No." Ammy spat up some of the goblin's lifeblood.

"That's an unfortunate ability." Sabreman said, "If there is a God, he did not favour you."

Amelia couldn't help but arch an eyebrow, "I beg your pardon?"

"Oh boy, she just spoke like one of you lot." Akatsuki didn't bother even to cover her dirty smirk in Sabreman's face.

"Let us continue," the man said and strode off once the sound of the arriving builders and soldiers could be heard.

Ammy looked away from Sabreman's arse and cast her eyes to the wall, where a few splotches of dried blood were and decided to glance over her stats.

Status:

Minor+ enhanced healing: 4 hours

Enhanced Eyesight (darkness): 7 hours

Minor enhanced strength: 5 hours

Minor enhanced adaptation to environments (immunity to natural gases): 7 hours

Increased libido, stamina: 10 hours

Mana gained: 40% -> Mana is now at: 88%

Stored:

Genitalia augmentation -> lost when used to enhance or add genitalia x3

>>>Bonuses: Girth, length, tightness, wetness, additional musk and production

Akatsuki placed herself between Ammy's eyes and the wall. God, she had a mouth that looked lovely to ride or fuck.

"Carbyne," she said, "What were you doing in your world?"

"I was a worker and a singer," and a degenerate, well, still am, mate.

Akatsuki nodded to herself as if she confirmed suspicions, "And this work involved killing?"

"No," she said.

"Aha, so you're a restrained good citizen acting out suppressed desires."

"I might decide to act them out on you." Ammy clamped her mouth shut, realising she'd spoken aloud, damn goblin libido.

Akatsuki narrowed her eyes, "Goblins are known for their libido. They rape for pleasure, not for breeding. Control yourself."

Ammy worried she'd crossed a line, but if she had a dick, it'd be titanium hard at the telling smirk Akatsuki flashed her once Sabreman looked away.

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