Enter the Gold Mine

Rizz looked at the boarkin first. "Lobur, you'll take point. Don't charge anything without my order. Defense is your priority."

"I can handle that much, Boss!" Lobur boastfully pounded a fist against his chest.

The goblin faced the white wolfkin next, pointing a finger at the molekin.

"Gerrart, you and Aakur will be a few steps behind Lobur. Your job is to keep an eye on the encounters and watch for anything new that arrives mid-battle. You're not allowed to heal without my command or unless it's an emergency. I refuse to waste any of your mana with minor cuts or bumps."

"I understand." Gerrart bowed his head with a thin veil of seriousness covering his face, almost hiding his blinks of relief.

"Sabina," the goblin smiled at his apprentice, "we'll be on the sides of Gerrart and Aakur, a bit to the back.