Molly and I went searching for the Goblin Chief but it was the Goblin Chief who found us first.

  I didn't as much see him coming as hear him.

  Big footprints stomping from the left in my blind spot. I turned just in time to see a troll emerge from behind cover. I was expecting a goblin, to be the goblin chief, not a troll.

  Alarms blared in my algorithms as my CPU processed the new information. My eye tracked him taking in every detail of him.

  He was 8 ft (2.4384m) tall with big muscle arms and thick strong legs. He was wearing a leather cuirass on his chest and leather bracers on his arms. He was also armed with a big metal mace.

  "There you are. I finally found you!" He bellowed.

  "Welcome to my camp. Now die!" ,He roared as he brought his mace down at us.

  We both dodged as the mace swooshed overhead.

  This wasn't in my calculations! We needed to run!

  I grabbed Molly's hand and almost literally dragged her along as the Big troll stomped on behind us. He had big long strides as he chased after us. I did notice however that he couldn't change directions quickly as his leg looked injured.

  "Trying to run huh. Come back here you cowards!" He shouted.

  We kept running but unfortunately he was gaining on us and the wooden walls surrounding the camp was cutting off our escape route.

  If this kept up he would catch us. Time to change strategies.

  Looking for obstacles to get in the way of his vision we ducked behind a row of tents and quickly hide inside what looked like a supply tent full of crates.

  Huddled behind a crate we could hear his approaching footsteps.

  "Trying to hide huh. You can't hide from me you weaklings." Chief Omba jeered.

  His footsteps could be heard outside the tent. Molly was shivering next to me. I hug her tightly as she tried her best to be quiet. Gradually the sound of footsteps faded.

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  After awhile I got Molly shakenely to her feet and we started sneaking toward the entrance.

  It was to no avail however. The moment we were barely at the entrance the mace bore down towards Molly. I stepped in front of her and the buckler came up. The buckler did its job however it couldn't block all the impact.

  Alert critical damage done to left arm...

  Limb non-functional...

  My left arm was broken and the limb lay limp at my side. Worse still the blow had propelled me away from Molly. I landed hard on my back. Looking back there was nothing in the way between Molly and the Troll.

  The Troll stared down at Molly and Molly stared back with scared eyes. She was frozen in fear. The Troll attempted to grab her with his big meaty hand put it stopped in midair. I used my telekinetic shield ability to block as I raced back to Molly's side. I could only hold it off for a few seconds.

  At the last moment I placed myself in the hand's path. Chief Omba's grip closed around my neck as he squeezed trying to wringe the life out of me. Fortunately for me you can't strangle a doll.

  I attempted to electrocute his arm but the bracers caused it to have little to no effect.

  Molly must have been shaken out of her frozen state as she let loose a fire bolt at his face and took to the air away from him. However she couldn't go very far as the tent was in the way.

  Seeming to consider Molly the bigger threat he started slowly making strides toward her with me clutched in his grip.

  I was desperately running calculations looking for variables that could change the tide of the battle. The electricity wasn't getting through his bracers and my club had been lost the moment he sent me flying with his mace. I needed something anything to give me options.

  Suddenly a clinking sound made me remember a variable. The dagger in my dress pocket was still there.

  Thinking fast I pretended to go limp as my remaining working arm slipped down to pull out the dagger. I gripped it in my hand and swiftly drew it from the pocket and plunged it into the troll's leg up to the hilt. He cried out in pain and let go of my throat.

  I leapt back withdrawing the dagger as he swung his mace at me missing me by inches. I got a good look at my handiwork as I got out of his reach but then right before my eyes the wound started to heal.

  Not good.

  'What do I do?' He will just keep healing from my strikes.

  Then a thought acquired to me. Why had he gone after Molly when he had me in his grip and why was he dodging all of Molly's fire bolts now?

  I observed and the answer came to me. His face where he had gotten burned was not healing. Also places where the electricity had got through the bracers was also not healing.

  A plan formed in my mind. I could do this all I needed was a chance and maybe Molly could give me that chance.

  "Molly shot him in the legs!" I called.

  Molly didn't know what my plan was but she trusted me. Before the troll could recover completely Molly blasted it in the legs. He unable to remain upright fell to his knees. I took my chance.

  I rushed forward and drove the dagger into his neck. Electricity sparked as I channelled it into the dagger and into his neck. Burn marks spread as channelled all I had into him. Dust kicked up as the troll known as the Goblin Chief Omba collapsed dead.

  A notification sounded as a wave of dizziness washed over me. Just before I passed out familiar motes of light surrounded Molly and me as we were whisked away from the tutorial.