Angel Monarch

What was even more surprising is that most of the goblins haven't even fought her. They just knelt from fear and let her kill them.

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At first he was furious how can all his subjects be this spineless? But after meeting the mysterious woman it all made sense. As the mad whore walked onto the square, covered in his people's blood, there was no remorse on her face.

Ublykx met a lot of humans in his time, but non seemed as fearsome as her. It was like a deep raging star was burning right within her soul, each step sent a tremble down his spine.

At first he thought that the woman was breakable and he would make her one of his royal whores, but when she sent that spear through his concubine's head her fate was sealed.

Without much thought he jumped forward and attacked, but this strange human could match his speed and strength. He knew that she was only an evolved and not an ascended like him, but she was much stronger than any he faced before.

It didn't help that she was constantly mocking him, when his pride was about to get the better of him Ublykx remembered that he didn't need to play fair. He decided that this wouldn't be a one-on-one duel, instead he used his ability and summoned four copies of himself.

He attacked at the same time as the copies and expected the woman to fall within the next few seconds. He was a master of his ability after years of fighting and killing, but he also knew it wasn't a strong ability to begin with.

It still should have made the slayer die in a couple of moments, but that's not what happened.

As the five attacked the a small laugh came from the woman's helmet. To Ublykx's absolute surprise she didn't try to dodge or intercept any of the attacks. She just turned around and stared exactly at the real him.

It made him stumble, which caused his sword to reach the slayer's body a bit later than the rest. Not that it made any difference, as the five swords landed on her armor... they broke apart.

Through the air bits and pieces of metal flew, some even hit a couple of goblins killing them on the spot. The square was as silent as a crypt. The female knelt on the ground seemingly in a lot of pain, but with no wounds.

The helmet on her head slowly dissipated into sparks of light. Then she took a deep breath and began laughing again. Gradually and shakily she started rising to her feet, which caused Ublykx to take a step back.

Those swords were made of very strong enchanted metals, they shouldn't have broken so easily and this was the fact that scared the chief the most. In the human language, in a trembling voice he spoke to the goblin slayer.

"Who are you?" The woman turned her head, she seemed a bit confused. After a few seconds she realized that he didn't call her a whore, this was a sign of subjugation on his part... Not that she cared.

"Who am I?..." *Laughter* It took her a few minutes to finally bring herself back under control and continue to answer. "You don't recognize me?"

She took a few steps until she stood an arms length away from him and said in a whisper, "I am your executioner..."

Before he could even realize what happened the woman's hand moved and it went through his chest. Ublykx's vision started to darken, but he managed to catch a glimpse of what the woman was holding. Her right hand was covered in fresh blood, and in her fist was a heart that still tried to beat... His heart.

When this understanding reached his brain, everything faded to black and he died.

...

Sera stared at the dead goblin chief for a few seconds, then dropped the heart and crushed it beneath her feet. Around her the four copies dissolved into colorful clouds and dissipated into the air.

The square was deathly silent.

Slowly Sera's head rose to meet the eyes of the remaining nine concubine's. The hatred was gradually leaving her eyes, but she didn't show it on her face. Instead she laughed madly and shouted.

"Who's next!" This shout finally broke the line of goblins and they swiftly began running away. After a few minutes only Sera was standing in the square.

Looking around and not seeing any enemy she fell to her knees and coughed up blood. Only with a clear mind did she realize how stupid of a gamble she took. Her armor had good physical defense and could distribute any attack all over her body. This also meant that the five attacks from an ascended hit every part of her body at once.

'I really have to get that rage under control, it will be the death of me someday.'

With her whole body in pain she gradually lied down on the ground and watched the stars in the sky. The night seemed peaceful if you ignored all the gore around and on her, but this tranquility didn't last long.

From somewhere, she didn't know where, footsteps began approaching her. Sera tried to sit up and look towards the sound, but every movement sent a large amount of pain course through her body.

The footsteps approached, she counted four of them, and also noticed something else... They were human.

Moving her head she groaned from pain, but could finally see the four figures. Two male and two female, before any of them could talk she used her most authoritative voice and said, "Find my mount!"

With that she closed her eyes and just laid there calmly. There was a bit of feet shuffling, and the footsteps soon went in different directions.

...

Bran and the others looked at each other with confusion. When they saw the goblin slayer fall they cautiously approached her, but what she ordered them to do was a strange request.

Non of them knew what kind of mount should they look for, or what even a mount is. But weirdly enough they felt compelled to follow her order. They could disobey it as well, but that just simply felt wrong, like disobeying your superior.

The four of them looked at each other, than they shrugged and went different directions.

Bran walked straight towards the chief's large tent. As he was about to go in, he stopped next to the goblin female's corpse, then with a quick movement he crushed her head with his feet.

Satisfied with the outcome he moved on and into the giant tent. The first thing he saw was a large bed and many smaller sofas all over the place, there were stains on every furniture and even human blood.

The implications of it made his stomach turn, but he kept himself from vomiting and instead moved towards the back... Where the cages were.

In the back of the tent was a large area with about hundred or so slaves inside. They looked malnourished, hopeless and barely alive. He didn't know when it happened, but seeing them made the changes within himself more pronounced.

On the outside he was very similar as them, but his emotional state changed drastically since seeing that mysterious woman. He looked at every person with pity and with swift movements opened every cage.

The captives had no idea who he was or what he was doing, and as the cages opened they didn't know what to do.

Bran looked around trying to find anything that could be considered a mount, but there was nothing. With empty hands he was about to leave, when his eyes spotted a specific part of a cage. Behind a terrified woman was something he hadn't seen in a long time...

Children...

Looking outside he contemplated what to do next. In the end he decided to do something he hadn't done in years... speak.

"Leave..." His voice was barely louder than a whisper and so raspy that it hurt his throat. He coughed a few times than tried to speak again.

"Come... On! The goblins... had left! You are... Free!" After speaking he went into a coughing fit, but non of the slaves moved.

He was about to give up on them, when one of the children ran out of the cage. The woman tried to stop her, but wasn't fast enough. The little boy stopped next to Bran, and looked out onto the square. Seeing the mounds of goblin corpses, he quickly turned around and motioned the others to look.

Very slowly people began moving and stared out at the massacre site. Many of them fell to their knees crying from joy, others just simply cheered.

After a few minutes they calmed down enough to move outside, but as they stepped onto the square a large shadow landed right in front of them.

The beast was pristine white, his front was like a hawk and his back like a horse. He was huge about 3 meters in height, but most of all he looked angry.

With a large huff he turned around, not even taking a second glance at Bran or the others and with quick steps he approached the mysterious woman. Only now did Bran realize that this beast of nature was the mystery woman's mount...