The Goblin Nation - 90 Creating The Death Touch

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@@Cossack stood in front of a large closet filled with numerous articles of clothing. He dug through them looking for the perfect clothes to replace his dirty and wet ones. He also needed a new pair of pants after realizing he soiled himself during his encounter with the Lev Chief.

Once he found what he was looking for, he tore off his garments and threw them in a barrel. Just then Violin entered the room through the curtains, “We got the grass you. Oh my god!” Violin covered her eyes.

“You could have knocked!” Cossack covered his chest and crotch with his hands.

“Whatever.” Violin turned around, “We got the purple grass you needed to make your death touch.”

“Perfect.” Cossack shuffled through his shirt until his head popped out, “You can turn around now.”

“Great, now let’s go to the garden.

Cossack entered a room barely lit by a hanging lamp sticking out of the wall. The candlestick was nearing its end, and the fire was slowly wilting away, letting the darkness cover much of the room. But the light was strong enough to blanket the figure opposite of the door Cossack entered from.

In front of Cossack, sitting on a large pillow, was an elven woman. Her hair was redder than an apple, her legs were long and smooth, she had broad shoulders, and her hands were covered in calluses. Her lower was lying lifelessly on the pillow, but the rest of her body still had the energy to move. She picked up a clay cup and drank water. “The hell do you want now?”

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