This budding buddy is certainly…unique. I thought.

  I watched him flinging poor Gobshot’s around like chew toys. They’re squeaky voices crying out “MAMEEE” “DADDEE” as they got launched across the town in various directions. Dillee chomped on one of the and shook it around slamming it up and down it made noises like EWEFF and WAA as it hit the floor repeatedly.

  Dillee took the time to look at me with the Gobhead seeing stars in his mouth. He was so proud of himself snarling and waving. As gross it was it to see his spit pouring out of his mouth, it smelled surprisingly good considering what he chomped on beforehand.

  Ooh possible business venture.

  I slapped a soothing salve on from my inventory and ran over to Rhua cutting her out of the net.

  “Sorry I took so long, arrow to the legs and watching the new pet distracted me.”

  “I saw it all and I could smell it from here…it was quite nice actually.” An ice shard flew into Rhua’s helmet ricocheting shards at me and was absorbed by the armour.

  “I think we got a potential business idea right there, don’t you?”

  Back on her feet she swung her shield round and took the hit of a lighting orb which sparked out around us trashing what was left of any windows.

  “I think you may be onto something there actually.” She said and jumped up towards the big Gobhead. I began chasing after her climbing up the sides to get into the fight as well. I wanted some payback for earlier.

  The projectile battle occurring over our heads between Lucy Horace vs the Gobhead art users was a clear victory on our side. They couldn’t hold a candle to our little, long-range experts.

  Me and Rhua ran circles around the big head as he desperately tried to fend of our assault. Seemed he may have been some sort of frontline fighter with magic capabilities, but he had hardly any fight experience.

  He swung a Warhammer wildly in constant sweeping arcs. Great against those not used to combat but this was pisspoor against Rhua. She didn’t even need a shield for this one and switched to using a great sword. Together we swiped slashed and stabbed at him. Whilst he desperately tried to cast something but failed from his pummeling.

  “Sound the Gorn!” He shouted as he took a near fatal strike from Rhua’s great sword, it clipped a chunk of the shield, but I was able to kick it in half as he staggered with it in his hand.

  A glaringly irritating brasslike horn rang out far and wide. Had to cover my ears for this one it was going to make me bleed if it kept on. Rhua head butted the Gobhead who was knocked out, slumping face first into the ground.

  “One of you two want to sleep him or something, I got questions for later.” Rhua said to Horace and Lucy.

  “May WANT to wait, I can smell a lot OF THEM COMING.” Horace replied turning westward. We all did the same and had noticed Wardi had brought some friends along with him.

  “Fy Faen give me a hand here!” Wardi quickly bolted across the walkways towards us as a wave Gobheads came running up behind supported by more motorised enthusiast types with large guns on their makeshift bikes.

  “What the f~” BOOM a shell hit Rhua and slammed her off the back of the house we stood on. I was blown off towards Horace and Lucy that broke my fall when I landed on them.

  “Sorry both!” I said trying to pick me and them up.

  They both moaned “OW” together.

  “I think Rhua’s in a bad state, Horace go help her out I’ll stay with Lucy you keep the turret with us.” He nodded and darted off, setting the turret to auto fire mode.

  “I’ve never seen so many of them before.”

  “Neither have I Luce, we’ll be ok though, been through worse ey.” Giving her a little elbow watching the incoming bobbling heads.

  A roar in the distance behind was us the signal Dillee would be returning to us.

  “Oh, he’s back to that state, is he?” said Wardi shaking his head at him.

  “He’s a good little vegeflosity though don’t you think, he’s like a vehicle in his own right.” My words are always spot on as Dillee slammed down beside us slobbering away.

  “What do you think we should do here gang?” I asked.

  “Dillee?” Wardi spoke to him and Dillee snorted and shook his head around rapidly. Stems flopping around he did. Eventually looking at him.

  “You and I will fight the fast ones.” Dillee grinned and fist bumped Wardi which shocked all of us and Wardi slowly returned the gesture eventually honouring him.

  What the fuck is my life Wardi thought to himself.

  Wardi entered the shadows and Dillee grabbed hold of a large rock throwing it into an incoming group of Gobhead art casters then stampeding towards the makeshift bikers.

  “He’s surprisingly intelligent for…whatever he is.” Said Lucy admiring Dillee’s helpful assist.

  “I call him a vegeflostrosity.”

  “A what?”

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  “Vegeflosity, like a monstrosity, only, well half vegetable half flower.”

  “…I like it.” Said Lucy bracing herself as a wave of a projectiles came at us. I pulled out a bow from inventory to quickly pick off a few that we’re getting too close.

  I did my best to try and just disable them, sounding like deflating balloons when they were taken out. PHHEEEeeee. PHHHeeeee

  It was hard not to laugh; it was an absurd moment for the both of us. Lucy mumbled something to herself that I couldn’t quite catch and began glowing blue. Symbols span out around her, and she returned the kindness right back at the Gobheads with a large snowball that rolled and flattened them as it tumbled along. Lucky shot I thought as it managed to collide with one of the bikers being chased by Dillee screaming for its life.

  For some reasons Dillee didn’t look so happy so I clapped for him. He stopped for a moment, and a smile lit up on his face.

  Oh master, you’re kindness warms my ~ Dillee couldn’t finish his internal monologue because he was interrupted by a cannonball bouncing off his head.

  His smile fell. A twitching eye appeared in its place. A twitching eye that turned red with rage and he picked up the cannon ball and threw it at the Gobhead.

  “That’s quite a vicious temper Dillee has in that form, do you think he can stop himself?”

  “I think he has some deep entrenched trait that makes him compelled to listen and do anything I say Luce.”

  Lucy pondered wondering what she could suggest they have Dillee do hmm, do that maybe? No, that wouldn’t very fun. What about! Oh, we don’t have one of those, yet Lucy thought.

  The pair of them tried thinking of what to get Dillee to do, forgetting there was a fight going on and they were standing around like a pair of sitrus froot.

  The bravery of Wardi and Dillee duo-ing the Gobheads whilst Horace tries to wake up Rhua.

  Interesting bunch don’t we all think!?

  Rhua was fine and just couldn’t be bothered getting into the fight. Her and Horace shared bottle of Vin that had been left out. Neither were Vin drinkers; they’re not going to turn down a free drink now are they.

  “Sharp as a tack that stuff.” Rhua said passing the bottle to Horace. He took a swig. Face sour from the taste.

  “ROUGH as badgers more like.”

  Rhua looked at him with confusion, she’s never heard him say that in all the eight years she’s known him.

  “What’s a badger?” A Gobhead flies over the top of them crashing into the wall. A slow PHHHEEE, came out of it as it slowly slipped down the wall.

  “I have NO idea, heard that lass Callie SAY IT once.”

  EEEEE

  “If we ever bump into her again, I’ll have to ask~

  eeeeeee

  “Hey, can you stop already we’re trying to have a civilized conversation here.”

  Eeee – Rhua pressed her hand into the Gobhead having heard enough of the thing.

  Horace takes another Sip of the Vin. His face doesn’t sour but he still doesn’t like it.

  “SHOULD we go back?”

  BANG came the sounds from a door being hit.

  “Give it another minute or two, the fighting’s died down a bit.” Horace began checking the Gobhead’s pockets mostly for HFC. Something caught his eye, however.

  “This is different, WHAT do you think it is.”

  Horace held up a sort of silver Hexagonal coin with the head of a somewhat orderly looking Gobhead on either side of it. Printed around the sides of the coin had the words Gambreeni Gacardi Geezer, Gella Gartois MMXLVIII

  Rhua held her hand and Horace passed her the coin examining it. Looks like some old lost language.

  “Didn’t think GOBHEADS had it in them to have more than HALF of one.” Rhua snorted, one of the few times she enjoyed some humour. Though Horace wasn’t trying to be funny, he was being outright mean and sort of looked around puzzled by her reaction.

  “Alright that’s probably long enough. I’ll lean on your shoulder and pretend to hobble back over to them got it.” Horace nodded wrapping his arm her as they returned to MC and Lucy dusting themselves off.

  “Good to see you back in action. You missed all the fun?” I said to her.

  “Totally got me off guard that one, been a while since that happened.” Dusting herself off.

  “Let’s get back to it!” Lucy said running towards Wardi in the distance. We looked at each other in confusion

  “Why did she go charging off, Lucy! Come back!” Rhua called out to her, but she just kept going. it seemed like Wardi or Dillee had already resolved the situation with hardly any noise happening around them.

  I cupped and fanned my hand away my face and called out “DILLEE, GRAB LUCY.” He made some sort of growl bark noise and picked her up over his shoulder, her punching, kicking and complaining the entire way back. “Put me down! I wanted to hit something!”

  Dillee gently placed her at my feet after he had stomped his way back proudly over to us. I gave him a thumbs up and tried to act all shy and coy, glowing red in his cheeks. RUFF, he snorted at me before turning back into his regular old self.

  “Don’t just pick me up without asking DILLEE!” Lucy was annoyed at his blind loyalty to me, but I felt compelled to sort her out.

  “Well, you’re the one that ran off into a finished fight silly goose, come on you can slap something next time.” She huffed but agreed.

  “Ah what a jolly good street fight, nothing beats a bit of the old fisticuffs ey chaps and chapettes!” proud of himself.

  “You certainly don’t mind diving into fights recklessly Dillee, that’s a pretty deadly transformation skill you have there.” Said Wardi trailing along with a sack full of spoils of war.

  “Ah yes, shamefully, I must agree with you on that one old boy, though I much prefer to stay in this particular state, quite taxing on system being in that one.” Wardi scanned him obtaining all the information in a matter of seconds Dillee covered himself, feeling like there was an over stepping of boundaries.

  “You have the system to Dillee?” Wardi said surprised.

  “Oh, that thing, yes it’s how I was able to gain access to the that vegeflotrosity transformation, here I’ll write down every for you sir.” Dillee drew me a meticulously accurate system window and stuck in into the notepad I have. I checked it, it’s only been eight years since I saw one last after all.

  “Hells bells Dillee…you guys should see this.” I turned the notepad around so everyone could look.

  They all stared in amazement partially lost for words.

  Rhua in protest spoke up - “How come he gets an extra section just for traits? All of ours gets roped into skills; this system needs an update dumb thing.”

  I pulled Wardi aside so I could get some notes about the Gobheads we fought:

  Gobbander – Head of a goblin regiment, Lùth focused tank.

  Gobicians – Defensive art specialists.

  Gobshot’s – Ranged fighters.