Forced Hand

Goblins began to scream as their bodies convulsed. Muscles expanded quickly, growing the goblin into something much taller. The goblins' bones snapped, growing new bones in a blink of an eye as they grew to average human heights. Their armors snapped off, falling to the ground. Their small forms radically changed. Some kept their thin frames while others grew rounder.

'Orcs and Hobgoblins.' Keng thought. His body had become heavier due to the [Mass Possession] he  had attempted earlier. It had certainly helped them stave off the Goblins for a short amount of time, but things wouldn't get better unless they killed the Observer who was stopping them from turning the tide of combat.

'This is bad.' Evan telepathically spoke. He adjusted his shield on his arm and gulped. 'They're all changing in front of our eyes.'