"Oh?"
The flames behind him grew increasingly fierce, and one by one, more figures emerged from the forest, surpassing the number of male goblins encountered before, but their height was clearly not the same.
The last to come out were a group of female goblins, around one and a half meters tall. They were in a sorry state, their clothes burned to the point of barely covering their bodies, yet they still stepped out with their arms spread wide. Behind them, one could faintly see the silhouettes of children hiding behind their mothers.
This was the last vestige of a tribe.
Fisher frowned, his gaze growing deeper, and the temperature behind him rose.
But the leading officer smiled, then waved his hand to signal his subordinates to open fire. There was no need for an order, as his soldiers had long since grown accustomed to the routine, and before the officer's hand even dropped, a barrage of bullets was unleashed upon those defenseless female goblins.
"Ku-tu-tu... Sis-te!"