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The door was not locked. I could only shake my head at how stupid these goblins were. The restraints had been good enough for a normal person, but I was not a normal person. Their naivety would be their downfall.

The first thing I laid eyes on when the door opened was a rather obese goblin resting against the wall. His eyes were closed, and a soft snoring sound could be heard. I scoffed in my mind. With security this lax how had they ever planned to keep their prisoners contained.

My eyes wandered over the obese body of my prey. Its hands were folded over itd enormous stomache, which was covered in a large stained white shirt. Looking down at my own naked body I nodded. The shirt might be repulsive, but it was far better than walking around naked.

However my mind quickly changed as I thought of the girl behind me. I might be naked, but the woman behind me had been violated. it would be far better for her to have even this slightest bit of protection.

With my mind made up, I quickly twirled my chain. It shot out rapidly at the goblin, but to my surprise the goblins hand reached up and grabbed the chain. A sinister look appeared on its face as it eyes the two morsels in front of it.

The goblin spoke in a language I did not understand, but the lust filled gaze told me all I needed to know. The goblin jerked the chain towards himself, pulling me along side with it. His free hand grabbing my neck.

I could feel his lustful gaze devouring my body as his grotesque tongue flicked at the flesh of my neck. My body spasmed in rejection of its touch, but the goblin only laughed at my unconcious actions.

I heard a yell behind me, and the goblins beady eyes turned towards the figure behind me. A felt a flash of sharp air as the chain passed inches from my cheek, landing directly on the goblins face.

The blow caused the goblin to stagger, and its grip on my loosened. I fell roughly to the floor, as I gasped for air I looked up at the beast, intending to take the opportunity to escape. My eyes fell on an object tucked into the goblins fat rolls.

A sleek handle protruded from his fat, a handle that I would recognize anywhere. Before I could react the goblin had already wiped the blood from its face, and began to swing the chain it had stolen from me.

It did not take a genius to know that the strength behind the swing was much greater than my own, and that if it managed to strike either of us it would end poorly.

My years of combat experience led my body to act of its own accord. My hand darted towards the exposed grip of the pistol tucked into his fat rolls. The pistol had not been secured well and easily came free.

I did not have time to check the condition of the pistol, and my body instinctively activated its skills. A flash of green could be seen as several bullets flew from the pistol, causing small craters to appear on the goblins torso.

The goblin roared in rage, as blood began to poor down on me. It dropped the chain it had been unskillfully twirling, and threw a fist towards me. As it did a chain once again flew towards the goblin, causing it to stagger momentarily. The fist missed me by inches, and I took the opportunity to tumble away.

The goblin was quick to react, he sent a kick my direction which sent me flying to the opposing wall. He slowly advanced towards me, but was once again interupted by a strike from Laurel. The goblin shook the blow off, and continued to advance towards me.

I lifted my pistol before me. Looking down the sights, the feeling brought me back to my days in the army. The pistol was most definitely inferior to my m16, but the feeling was the same. A rush of adrenaline filled my veins as I shout three consecutive shots at the approaching goblin.

The goblins eyes went wide as a small cluster of holes appeared on its forehead. The streaming blood causing the scene to look particularly gorey before the beast fell to its knees. I did not dare to hope the creature was actually dead, but a notification from the system proved otherwise.

\u003cYou have slain a Lvl 5 Goblin guard. You have recieved 120 xp.\u003e

\u003cYou have leveled up!\u003e

\u003cYou have obtained 1 skill point\u003e

\u003cYou have obtained [Poor Quality Mana Pistol]\u003e

A sigh of relief escaped my lips as I read through the notifications. My skill points had already been set to be distributed, so I had no worries in that regard. The skill point was a mystery, one that I did not have the time to explore at the moment.

I looked at my stats for a moment

Name: Yuri

Race: Half-Elf

Archtype: Phyical scholar +1 str +1 dex +1 intelligence +2 free points per level

Talent: Firearm Expert

level: 1

Hp: 50 MP: 60

Strength: 6

Dexterity:6

Constitution:5

Intelligence:6

Wisdom:5

Charisma:5

Abilities:

[Venom shot]

stat points: 2

Skill points:1

I thought for a moment about where to place the additional 2 stat points, but decided to save them for later. Using them in the wrong area would be worse than not placing them at all.