Is That Too Much to Ask For?

Barka trembled where she stood… unable to look at her tribesfolk gathered there. 

"... If you've got nothing else to say, then I've got no use left for this." 

Rizz prepared himself to throw and splash the rest of his cleanser across the floor. And the entire crowd gasped in worry. 

"Please, Master! I'll do anything if you save my son. Anything!"

The goblin stayed his hands, looking at a random elkkin mother in the crowd. 

"I beg of you, Master! Save my son and I'll do anything you wish!" This time, it was an older elkkin man who fell to his knees on the other side of the crowd. 

"I'll do anything, Master!"

"Save my grandson!"

"Please, Master, save our brethren!"

One by one, dozens of elkkin dropped to their knees en masse. Soon, half the crowd had their faces or antlers on the ground. 

"... Hmmm…" Sighing, it was impossible for Rizz to keep messing around.