He wiped his sword on a goblin’s tunic. “The goblin would have killed her first. She will limp for a week. She will live.”
The battle ended. The temple fell silent. Goblin Slayer 01-12
Priestess cast Protection . A shimmering wall of divine light held the horde at bay for three breaths. Then the shaman came. Ugly little thing, draped in stolen fetishes, and it disbelieved her miracle. The barrier shattered like spun glass. He wiped his sword on a goblin’s tunic
She had wanted to be an adventurer since she was old enough to hold a stick. She will live
So she did.
She wanted to say something brave. Instead, she started crying. Not from fear. From a sudden, terrible understanding: he had never expected anyone to protect him. He had fought alone for so long that the idea of a hand reaching for him, not past him, was foreign as a song in a dead language.
Priestess saw it happen as if in oil-slow motion: the net, the snare, the goblins piling on. The champion raised a stolen greatsword for a killing stroke.