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SHOUT-OUT TO YoungsterAustin. I AM GRATEFUL THAT HE TOOK HIS TIME WITH THIS CHAPTER AND RAN THROUGH IT. THANK YOU!

Author's note: Another chapter here! Now, some of you in the reviews pointed out that vampires are proud creatures that would never open their legs to a filthy goblin. Well, to this I say. Not here. In most recent stories, vampires are becoming less... monstrous. Seriously, I don't know what it is, but suddenly, they can survive in daylight, are not weak against silver, an see themselves in the mirror and all other stuff. My version of vampires in this will be different. Vampires in this will be similar to those in The Witcher series. Like Ekimmaras and Bruxas for example. Ugly bony creatures wide jaws, sharp teeth all around and stuff like this. With the exception of High Vampires, who can take a humanoid form. So don't think about vampires as fancily dressed humans living in mansions, casually drinking blood from wine cups, and having banquets, because they are not these kinds of vampires. Not even High Vampires. At least not in this story.

And about the different race thing, few of you pointed out that changing Noble Fencer into a succubus could be interesting. And I agree. But I still have one more idea to her. Instead of the usual succubi who seduces men, since Noble Fencer is into Priestess, I thought it could be interesting to make her a Succubi interested in women and not men. Well, until GS would come into the scene. Could be interesting IMO. So tell me what you think about that.

Anyway, not onto the battle!

Chapter 6: Indestructible

Goblin Slayer watched as the sparkling goblin blood flew and danced around High Vampire's hand, Goblin Slayer examined the goblin blood thoroughly. The dark red liquid suddenly molded into a liquid sphere, and a second later, the orb split into four red spears above High Vampire.

"I hope she can't control blood of living creatures. If that's the case, I am already dead." Goblin Slayer analyzed the blood spears which now reflected the light form the campfire.

"Prepare to die, insect!"

The spears were suddenly launched into his direction at an impressive speed. Goblin Slayer immediately jumped aside, barely dodging the spears. The most left spear grazed his broken horn on the helmet leaving a small scratch there.

The first rule when fighting against an unknown enemy who uses magic, NEVER USE SHIELD AS YOUR FIRST DEFENCE! Always dodge! You never know how much force can be behind various attacks. Half of the adventurers who die on quests die because their first instinct is to hide behind a shield, with no knowledge of the opponent's attack. Piercing a shield of some novice is easy, and when a newbie with a starting gear and shield tries to deflect an attack from a higher leveled monster, it ends with a pierced shield and a dead adventurer.

One by one the four spears stuck into the rocky cave floor behind him, where Goblin Slayer looked immediately after the spears dug into the cave floor. The two meter long red spears were around 30 centimeters deep in the rocky cave floor. Goblin Slayer knew, whatever that woman did with the blood, it is no longer a liquid, but a red crystal denser than a rock.

"I can't use my shield against her blood magic." Goblin Slayer deduced looking at the spears in the floor behind him.

"Nice dodge." High Vampire complemented.

Her voice grabbed Goblin Slayer's attention, and he looked in her direction. He saw the dead bodies of goblins, completely dry beside her feet.

"I can't risk giving her more blood to work with. The fight will have to end here." Goblin Slayer deduced. So no running away from here through the dozen of goblin bodies left behind. Quick note, he should burn the bodies to avoid situations like this in the future. If he will survive this encounter that is.

Goblin Slayer quickly tried to summarize what he knows about her so far and the situation he is in.

Regeneration. Doesn't feel pain. Can control blood, changing the density to the point it can act as a dark red crystal. Denser than his shield. Thankfully, she didn't manage to get a hold of his own blood, so far. Though that could be because she is toying with him.

He has the short steel sword in his right hand which he stole from a goblin, club stuffed in his sword sheath and a bow. Fighting against her from a long-range distance could be deadly. He has only a few arrows and she can control the blood for... well that is a mystery for how long. But he bets it is more than enough to render his pouch arrowless.

So getting into a long-range fight is pointless. But... he can use the arrows in a different way.

Goblin Slayer threw the sword into the ground, stabbing the ground in front of him, and quickly pulled the trusty short bow from his back.

The vampire smirked and raised her right hand. Seeing she is not dodging, Goblin Slayer quickly rolled to the side, now guessing from where the blood spears will come back to her in hopes of killing him. However, from the corner of his eye, he saw the spears liquifying, going around Goblin Slayer back to High Vampire. Having a split second to counter while she is returning the blood back to her, Goblin Slayer drew arrows from his pouch shooting two arrows in quick succession at the High Vampire, all the while watching what the floating blood is doing. Just before the arrows could hit the red eyed woman, a wall formed from the blood, hardening shortly after, bouncing the arrows of the blood crystal wall.

"So, she can shape the blood to whichever shape she wants. And arrows won't pierce her blood constructs." Goblin Slayer thought.

Thanks to the wall between them, she can't see him, and this gave Goblin Slayer another quick idea. Still holding his small bow in his right hand, he quickly pulled the last poison bomb from his pouch with his left and threw it over the blood wall.

As the bomb exploded, Goblin Slayer quickly untied his chin part of the helmet, threw it to the side with his bow, and pulled wrapped the white cloth around his mouth to not inhale the poison. Then, he heard laughter.

"Do you really think some simple poison will stop me?! I am nearly immortal! Not even a decapitation or steel sword to the heart will kill me!" she laughed hysterically in the purple dust. The sinister evil laugh was not what Goblin Slayer wanted to hear.

"Poison won't work and if not even a decapitation will work, then other slashes and stabs will do nothing too." Goblin Slayer was already planning what action to take next.

He knows nothing about vampires, and so far this seems pointless. What can he really do? She was burnt by the pepper bomb, poisoned, and now she tells him not even decapitation will kill her. If there is a way to kill her, it has to be a precise advance. And there is a way because she said "Nearly immortal."

Or she can lie to him about her immortality, but there is really no reason to since he already saw how much endurance she has. The pepper bomb earlier opened a hole into her stomach and it did nothing.

From the poisonous cloud, the four spears again sped through the air, aiming to kill Goblin Slayer. However, this time Goblin Slayer didn't see them form in the purple smoke, so even when he jumped aside at last second, he was hit into the shoulder. The spear took a shoulder pad with it, pinning it against a wall behind him.

It hurt slightly, but if he would flinch every time something grazed him, he wouldn't be here. This time, the four spears dug into the wall behind him. He moved from his initial spot near the entrance too the right by his jumping aside. Fortunately, there was still a space between his back and the cave walls behind him for maneuvering.

What troubled him is the fact the sword he intended to use against the High Vampire is now further away. He knows that steel sword will not be efficient, but still. He would rather wield both the club and the short sword, than only one weapon.

Then, the blood spears liquified again, slowly letting the blood wash the cave walls and seeping through the holes the spears created, dropping the pinned metal shoulder pad. The fall of his shoulder pad grabbed Goblin Slayer's attention. However, he should pay attention to his enemy.

The poisonous mist around the High Vampire was slowly dispersing, and when she clearly saw Goblin Slayer looking at the liquifying spears, she lunged towards Goblin Slayer on her own. Goblin Slayer spotted her too late, as she has already knelt below him. She kicked her right foot upwards, making a vertical split, kicking Goblin Slayers lower jaw and the lower part of the helmet, shattering a big portion of his helmet and making him drop his short bow.

Goblin Slayer only watched as the bare white foot with what looked like black nail polish kicked him high into the air. Half of his helmet was shattered by the powerful kick, and a few bones in his lower jaw cracked.

The force of the kick threw him high in the air and Goblin Slayer landed on his back, near the cave walls. The pain in his lower jaw was... unpleasurable to say the least. But pain is an old friend to him. He could feel something stuck in his jaw too. Thankfully, it wasn't too painful. The jaw got a little numb from the kick.

His brain then registered that his one eye is uncovered. Okay, the helmet is in pieces, not a good sign. The blow was really hard, and it was hard to even stand back up. Despite the sore bruises from the fall and the kick, Goblin Slayer began slowly raising up.

But High Vampire had a different plan. When High Vampire saw Goblin Slayer standing up approached Goblin Slayer, with a gigantic smile, licking her ruby lips covered in blood.

"He has red eyes too... Who would have thought." High Vampire thought. Shame he isn't a High Vampire but a simple human, she could use him to produce more high vampires.

With one bloody hand, she pressed the beaten man against the cave wall behind him. The vampire pressed her hand with more and more force against his breastplate until it began to crack. At first, it looked like a gentle push but it was far away from that. Along the cracking of the steel breastplate, his ribs followed the suit.

Earth piercing scream of the beaten man could awake a sleeping mountain when the fifth rib broke. Goblin Slayer's mouth was forced to cough up some blood, but thanks to the white cloth around his mouth, he only made cloth wetter and more uncomfortable for him to wear. At least the white cloth soaked up some of the blood not making a mess in his broken helmet.

Grinning, the vampire used her second hand to tear the furs, neck guards and underclothes underneath around his neck. With closed eyes she leaned towards his neck, inhaling the scent, and shivering shortly after like she just inhaled a drug. She slowly fluttered her eye open again.

"My, oh my. I don't remember the last time I stumbled upon a blood so tasty. Just the scent of your blood is so addicting it sends shivers down my spine." she sensually said.

Still recovering, Goblin Slayer watched as the High Vampire sunk her teeth into his neck. She pushed him to the wall, trapping him with her own body. Her bare breasts with few drops of blood dripping from them pressed against his cracked steel breastplate, one bloody hand on his neck, pushing him against the sharp teeth on the other side of his neck, with the other holding him pressed against the wall damaging his ribs and internal organs. Goblin Slayer was unable to move, with freshly broken ribs even simple breathe in was an accomplishment.

Goblin Slayer released a loud groan of displeasure when the teeth sunk into his flesh. He already was tired after fighting through so many goblins, and this puts him down even more. He felt blood and energy leaving his aching body, as the blood was going through the mouth of that disgusting woman. His eyes were closing.

"Is this how I am going to die? Sucked dry of my blood?"

That's not how he expected to die. Although, there could be worse ways to go. Tired, he slowly looked up, barely managing to lift his head. There was a hole in the cave's ceiling, that lead outside. Huh, he failed to notice that when he entered. But then again, he was too occupied with analyzing the scene of goblins fucking a willing woman in front of him.

He was getting tired... he... he doesn't want to die. Not because he was afraid of death. He wants to explore more of the feelings he was starting to feel to his friends. "Wait... What do I really want?" he thought.

He went here with the intention to numb these feelings. But right now, as his eyes were closing, he didn't want them to go numb. He wanted to know what it can lead too. He wanted to see that pout of Priestess when she scolds him at least once more. He wanted to see Dwarf Shaman and High Elf Ranger bicker once again at least. Lizardman Priest eating cheese. Cow Girl greeting him with a smile. He wanted to see them all at least once again.

"Why is that? Why?" he asked himself getting more and more confused,

Sharp pain on his neck brought him back to reality. The Vampire was sucking more blood out of him, lapping her tongue on his neck to get every last drop of the addicting blood. He didn't know if he began hallucinating, but he could swear he heard the gods speaking to him.

It was fun while it lasted, o brave adventurer, but this is the day your journey ends. The dice has been rolled

Hearing gods deciding his fate would bring others to knees. But not him. It got him angrier. Much, much angrier. He heard this line before, and not once it came true. He refuses to let it be true this time.

"Not today. Not... today. I will not let the gods decide my fate. This is not the day I die, but the goblin whore will."

Another mission, the powers have called me away

Goblin Slayer's covered ruby eye began glowing once again. The sudden rush of adrenaline rushed through Goblin Slayer. With one sharp intake of breath, he felt refreshed. He felt like he could take on the whole green moon filled with goblins.

Another time to carry the colors again

He coughed some blood through his helmet. The white cloth caught it up again, making the cloth around his mouth wetter. But he couldn't care less. With tired hands, he reached into the pouch on his side, pulling his two throwing knives out. Maybe he can't kill her, but he certainly can make her limbs motionless. If arms aren't connected to the joints, then you can't move them. He raised his hands high in the air and stabbed both shoulders of the vampire. Shoving the knives as far as he could, between the joint and bone, with all the fury he could muster.

My motivation, an oath I've sworn to defend

There is one benefit in the fact she doesn't feel pain. She didn't even register when he stabbed her shoulders. The only thing that happened - her hands went limp. It seems his blood is so tasty she didn't even realize she no longer holds him pinned against the wall.

"Good, then suck to your heart's content!"

He pulled out the last throwing knife from his pouch, got it between his knuckled and punched the vampire's head piercing her head, and making her stumbling few steps back. Goblin Slayer forgot one thing though. The vampire woman was glued to him by her teeth, so when she stumbled back, she tore a chunk of his flesh on his neck. Goblin Slayer groaned and gritted his teeth, fighting through the pain.

To win the honor of coming back home again

The High Vampire shook her head and spat the piece of flesh from her mouth on the cold cave floor as Goblin Slayer's blood dripped from her mouth. From the corner of her eyes, she saw the knife sticking out of her head, with blood dripping down her smooth silky black locks. The vampire shook her head again. Slight headache, but that happened when your brain is pierced. With an annoyed groan she tried to pull the knife out of her head, but her hands didn't respond. They just limply hung from her shoulders.

No explanation will matter after we begin

Goblin Slayer slumped down the wall when he was released from vampire's unyielding grip. However, he didn't remain sitting there for long. Seeing her vagina dripping that goblin filth on the ground in front of him, his fury raised again. With a not a scream, but a battle cry he got up, pulled the rest of the arrows out of his pouch, and stabbed the vampire with them in the pressure points that should render her legs useless before she could even realize what is happening.

Unlock the dark destroyer that's buried in me

The mighty vampire dropped to the cave floor, unable to move her limbs, even she was beyond angry at the weakling before her. Being disgraced by such a novice with no knowledge of vampires and a garbage armor. To add another insult to the injury, it was her hand motion that controlled the blood of the dead. Now, she can't even use that! Such a disgrace, losing a fight to him!

"Do you think you have won?! Then think again!" she angrily yelled.

And then Goblin Slayer was greeted by another surprise. The beautiful body of the vampire began to wither. The body once fresh like water from a mountain stream began to rot. Wrinkles appeared on her body in several places. Face, stomach, legs, all of it began to dry out. The color of her skin went from pale to rosy pink, and eventually into an insightful pink/brown color. Vampire's ruby eyes formed slits. Her black locks began to lose color, turning to white, falling down, until only a few strands of white hair were left on her head. Breasts shrunk slightly, and the once rosy nipples disappeared completely, leaving only wrinkled old flesh.

My true vocation and now my unfortunate friend

The humanoid vampire slowly but surely transformed into a bony shell of herself. Her genitalia disappeared, the only clue to them ever existing being the white liquid on her bony thighs. The bloody jaws got wider, creating a monstrous mouth that can devour a rabbit if it would want. Sharp teeth sprung from those jaws. Another set of sharp body parts sprung from her nails. On both hands and feet, the black polished nails disappeared, and instead long 20 centimeter long curved talons took place. From her back, brownish wings spurted. Again, they looked dry, withered with several holes in them like someone burned them.

"If goblins knew the real her, I doubt they would even touch her." Goblin Slayer thought, unaffected by the transformations. Even goblins have standards.

Expect the unexpected. She can transform into a Demon Lord for all he cares, but he will not back down. After all, Cow Girl is waiting for him on the bench back at the farm, expecting him to announce he came back home. He can't die when she will cry. Firstly, his sister would scold him in the afterlife if he would let a girl cry. And that's not how he wants his reunion with her to be. And secondly, he made a promise to her uncle. Then there are others. Like Priestess with High Elf Ranger and their scolding. It would be just an easy way out to avoid their scolding. And for some strange reason, he isn't annoyed by the thought of them berating him.

"Why am I thinking about them again?!"

You will discover a war you're unable to win

The slender monstrous creature released an ear-piercing screech inside the cave. With his rage filled ruby eye, Goblin Slayer spotted that the arrows were forced out of the flesh in her legs. Seemed like bad news. It is, but at least when he stabbed the shoulders of the vampire with all the anger he could muster, he buried it so deep that those throwing knives remained buried in the shoulders during the transformation, rendering her arms motionless.

The winged creature spread its wings jumped into the air and flew towards him. Fast. Goblin Slayer caught up more blood through his mouth into the handkerchief. That crush on the chest seems to be serious...

Goblin Slayer released another battle cry as the talons on the vampire's feet were nearing him. He pulled his club out of the sheath and waited. Goblin Slayer is too tired to dodge, he will have to come up with something clever to survive this dive.

"This will hurt."

I'll have you know that I have become INDESTRUCTIBLE

Goblin Slayer raised his arm with a strapped up shield, preparing for the impact. The talons and shield clashed. Goblin Slayer found out, that those talons aren't just for the show. They cut through the shield like butter. The force of the dive pushed him against the wall behind him. Seconds later, the talons grabbed his armored arm with a broken shield and she tried to pull him upwards. But Goblin Slayer refused to give in. He stuck to the ground, trying to take down the vampire like he would try to take down fire breathing dragon himself. Goblin Slayer continued beating the leg of the vampire relentlessly with a club. Each strike filled with everything he had.

The determination that is incorruptible

Although he tried his hardest to yank the vampire to the ground, with crushed lungs and little to no blood left in his veins he was losing this game of tug of war. His lungs forced him cough of blood, causing Goblin Slayer to slide towards the campfire in the center of the cave as the vampire tried to take the skies with her prey. The force behind his rage-filled club blows caused the club to snap in half.

From the other side, a terror to behold

His arm guards were beginning to tear as the talons sunk into the armor, and even into his skin, Creating slashes on his arm as the vampire tried to fly to the skies with him. He didn't even groan this time. His ruby eye became just more intense.

Goblin Slayer than registered that they are going into the direction he left the short sword in the cave floor.

Annihilation will be unavoidable

The flapping of bat-like wings started to be more frequent as High Vampire tried to take off with the stubborn adventurer. Goblin Slayer, nearly drained out of his adrenaline energy stopped resisting, saving his energy for later. The Vampire suddenly flew forward, and Goblin Slayer managed to grab the sword from the ground right before the vampire made a sharp turn upwards, disappearing in the hole of the cave in the ceiling.

Every broken enemy will know

By now, Goblin Slayer began to really feel how his lungs are compressed and how it is hard to breathe. Flying through the skies with an arm in the vampire claws, he tried to evaluate his situation while his brain still has some blood to work with.

He has a short sword in the hand that isn't penetrated by the talons of the vampire and has all of the armor on said arm intact. Okay. He couldn't remember what is in his pouch now, but it can't be much.

"I have a sword. Only a sword to work with. What to do with the sword against someone immortal? I need to think of something while I am still alive."

That their opponent had to be invincible

Goblin Slayer's arm in the vice grip of the vampire is completely bare, with several slashes from the sharp talon. One thing that is good about losing blood is that the pain that should come with being slashed like this is going numb. It is nothing more than a little tickle. He only has his right hand free to use.

Take a last look around while you're alive

The adrenaline rush that kicked in before was fading slowly. His eyelids grew heavy again, as he was dragged through the night skies. The blood dripping from his arm began splashing onto his face, almost like someone was trying to provoke him.

"Come on. One last push, one last time. Die like a nail hammered in the coffin and not like a bottle of blood to be drunk. COME ON!"

I'm an indestructible master of war

Goblin Slayer's eye under the unbroken part of the helmet took color again and shined with rage one last time. With another battle cry, Goblin Slayer raised his sword and cut the foot of the vampire that was holding his arm, making him free from the vice grip.

Another reason, another cause for me to fight

The High Vampire didn't scream in pain, only looked down. She felt that her foot got cut off, because of the difficulty to fly straight, messing with her aerodynamics. What surprised her more, is that the bastard under her didn't fall to his death. With the arm that was scratched and bleeding, he somehow could still move that thing and grab her other foot.

Another fuse uncovered, now for me to light

Startled Vampire didn't know what to do first. Coordinate the flight, or trying to restore her control over the man who is too stubborn to die. Unfortunately for her, Goblin Slayer took advantage of her hesitation. Slowly but surely, he was using the sword as a climbing spike stabbing the vampire, in the calf, thigh and then the back, trying to get to the wings of the ugly creature.

My dedication, to all that I have sworn to protect

It was a fight of his life, trying to remain stuck to a vampire with only a sword as the harsh winds in high skies made it difficult for him to move. And even more difficult to breathe. Every stab upon the climb had to be strong and precise. But he made it. He made it to her back, with a sword being stuck right between her wings. Goblin Slayer laid on her back holding the handle of the sword, watching the frantic movement of wings as the vampire tried to restore her control. Thank the gods that her hands are useless, otherwise, she would already sweep him of her.

"No. Fuck the gods. They are not helping me. I will crash this vampire on my own!"

I carry out my orders with not a regret

Goblin Slayer looked around in the night skies. If he wasn't dying, he would marvel at flying through the clouds, being closer to the stars than any human was before. Seeing the town lights in the distance and watching birds fly around them, he wanted nothing more than stop for a while, and enjoy the moment. But right now, he needs to find a way to kill this goblin slut and hang onto the sword jabbed in her spine for his dear life.

His ruby eye than spotted something. His last chance of killing this thing. Or pacifying it.

"Beavers..."

A permanent reminder of how we began

Goblin Slayer spotted the farm where he lived below him. He can recognize the roof he and Cow Girl's uncle were repairing after a big storm any time. Seeing the farm, he was transported to today's morning and his encounter with beavers.

Nice and sharp tree stumps, gnawed in a way just to pierce something. Goblin Slayer knew what to do. Closing into the location of the beaver dam he destroyed today, he pulled the sword out of High Vampire's spine, grabbed the vampire's projection on the prolonged spiky spine with one hand, and with two quick swings by his other hand, High Vampire lost her wings.

No hesitation when I am commanding the strike

The Vampire could only kick the air frantically as they were falling down. The foot he cut of earlier was already regenerating, but he guesses that the wings shouldn't recover fast enough. If he would have more blood in his brain, than he could calculate it in a second, but right now he is glad he has at least some control over the fall. He saw a pointy aspen stump through a treetop between the leaves and branches with his eyes. A perfect place for him to crash the vampire, chest first.

You need to know that you are in a fight of your life

The ground approached fast, and Goblin Slayer did whatever he could to coordinate the fall from such a height, with the two knives in her shoulders. Twisting, turning pushing and more. The Vampire beneath him kept squirming, trying to get out of the stump's way. However, Goblin Slayer's crimson eye glow intensified tenfold for one last time, filled with all his might and rage. Both, the human and the vampire crashed through dozen of branches and leaves. And even when Goblin Slayer was smacked by dozens and dozens of branches, he never let the pointy aspen stump leave his sight.

You will be shown, how I've become

They crashed, as birds flew from the treetops and branches were cracked. The vampire got jabbed at the stump with no mercy, being all the way on the ground, pierced by the narrow stump through her chest. She screeched and squirmed for a few minutes, with blood coming out of the wide toothy jaws before her voice was heard no more and she simply hung her head low.

INDESTRUCTIBLE

And Goblin Slayer? Right before the impact, he rolled off the vampire, falling just beside her, avoiding the fall on the stump stake. But he was spent. The fall hurt like hell. Falling through the branches destroyed his armor and he received dozens of bruises all throughout his body. When he fell to the ground, his leg broke, and most likely even more ribs were cracked. Well, at least the branches slowed down their fall to a point he didn't splatter on the ground immediately.

This was his last stand. Lying on his back, with closed eyes, broken and tired, under the night skies, watching the hole in the treetop he created. Adrenaline was long gone from his system, now. A single move of his muscle hurt like thousands of needles were piercing it. For several seconds he couldn't take a breath in. Until by some miracle he managed to take one, and immediately after he coughed on some blood. Lying on his back, it caused his mouth to be filled and he had to take roll to the side. He didn't know what was more painful and uncomfortable, the actual roll to the side, or being choked on your own blood.

He coughed up the blood to his side, on the cloth that was once around his mouth. The fall tore the white handkerchief and it lied next to him, split into two parts. It's pure white color now stained in red.

He managed to open his eyes again. Next, to him he saw that cursed woman. She transformed back into her human form. And she wasn't moving. Thankfully. One knife in the head, the other two in shoulders, and a stump through her chest should stop her from moving, even when she manages to wake up.

However, Goblin Slayer doesn't see how he can walk this off. Damn, has the dice rolled his death again? He is pretty damn unlucky in that regard.

Mooing of cows brought him back to reality for a moment. Though being on the verge of death, he has troubles recognizing what is real and what he imagines.

Cows... he is near the farm. The beaver dam... how long of a walk was it? Five? Six minutes from the farm? Ahh... it's a miracle he can still recall that. His brain should lack blood and oxygen to function and think, but somehow he is still alive. Well, not for long it seems.

So this is how he is going to die. Not being sucked dry, but lying near the woman who willingly opened her legs to goblins, bleeding to death.

He... he doesn't want that death. Suddenly, he didn't want to die all alone in the depths of goblin cave. Or seeing a woman who cooperated with goblins. He wants to see a friendly face before he will say goodbye to this world. Going out, with the last memory being a woman willingly fucking a goblin is one of the worst memories he could have had before death. Even worse, it would be this goblin whore that would be responsible for his death.

"Not like that." he thought.

By now, Goblin Slayer knows the hope of seeing his all of his close friend's faces is nonexistent. But... maybe he can see at least one friendly face before he dies. Cow Girl... She is right behind him, a few minutes of walk from here. But rage and anger, the primary source of his power when he is completely spent are gone. And right now, he lacks the rage to rise again. The truth is, he is more disappointed than angry. Disappointed that he can't get up.

Goblin Slayer coughed up more blood.

"I need to get up."

But he couldn't. His muscles are so sore it's impossible to even move and he can't even breathe regularly. His breathing consists of one sharp intake of breath after a minute, and immediately after coughing up more blood. What to do... What to do?

"What? Are you tired?! Your legs can't hold you?! Fists are unable to clench? Guess what, foolish boy? I don't CARE! As long as there is blood pumping through your flesh I will not take any excuses! If you feel the pain than that means you can still feel and do something with those useless limbs! Pain and fatigue is just a limit that gods placed on us so they can control us! DO YOU WANT TO BE CONTROLLED BY GODS?! WILL YOU LET GODS DECIDE WHEN AND HOW YOU DIE?!"

" (pant) (pant) (pant) No..."

"Good. Then push through, and get up so I can break your bones again!"

Burglar... Goblin Slayer managed to get up with broken bones several times before. This time he is bleeding internally and externally atop of having broken bones. But Burglar was right. He was always right. His sister died because he couldn't move. He is done with not being able to move, just because he is broken. Just because the gods decided it that way. So, what do we have here?

Blood loss: Severe, but not enough to put him down.

Organ damage: Severe, but not enough to put him down.

Broken bones: Severe, but not enough to put him down.

And the will to live? That he had enough of. Just enough for him to rise back to his feet despite the excruciating pain. He grabbed the fallen sword on the ground next to him with shaking hands. Trembling legs that by all laws of nature should not be able to hold him began walking back home. One slow, small step after another. Every single one supported by the sword, making sure he won't fall down, because if he would, he knows he will not be able to get up again.

His destination? The farm. But his final resting place for today? Hell was most likely.

However, before he will go there, at least his last memory will be of a friendly face. He would speed up if he could, but it seems like Cow Girl will have to wait a little longer. The fact she has to wait so long bugs him. As his sister often said, it's rude to keep a lady waiting, but right now, he can't help it unfortunately.

"Sorry, big sis, today she has to wait..." Goblin Slayer thought with his half of the functioning brain, as he slowly left the mess that was created by the fall behind him. With trembling legs, eyes that should be shut already, indescribable pains and a will to see his friend, he managed to leave the scene.

Gods smiled as Goblin Slayer left the stabbed body of the vampire. How he managed to get up again even they don't know. But they wouldn't change his fate again. It's always amusing to watch a regular man like him, going against the rules they set. He may not be the chosen hero, but he sure could be one. After all, no matter how many times the gods decided he is going to be stopped, he kept going forward, ignoring their decisions. What is stopping him from becoming the second hero of the world? And thanks to his unbreakable will, unlike all the other people around him, including the chosen heroine herself, he is forging his own path and his own destiny. But what that destiny is, nobody knows. Not even the all-knowing gods.

Author's note: First, the bold letters. Some of you may even recognize those words. It's from the song, Indestructible by Disturbed. I know metal isn't everyone's tea, but from the moment Goblin Slayer entered the scene in the first episode, it was clear that this is metal kind of guy. You can listen to the song while reading this or just read the lyrics. It's on you, I won't tell you how to read a story. Though I think the lyrics describe Goblin Slayer perfectly, so that's why I wrote them there.

Secondly. I SWEAR I AM NOT BIASED TOWARDS COWGIRL! Really. This should be the last time when she stole the spotlight from the others. The story just... evolved this way. Don't know what else to say on my defense.

Third, after this, no action scenes in the near future. I have a lot of work to do with the girls, and I have yet to introduce Sword Maiden. And this is 5,5k-word action scenes, so I think that should satisfy those who wanted that. The lovely ladies of Goblin Slayer's harem will be my primary focus in the next chapters.

And some of you pointed out that the goblins x vampire thing is fucked up... no argument there. But that's the point, the whole world of GS is fucked up. But don't worry, I don't have plans for any fucked up stuff in the future chapters. At least not now.

Thanks to the guys who reviewed the previous chapter! Namely:

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And special thanks to Gammagyro, who gave me some ideas for the future.

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