The Royal Knights

"DIE! Vile goblins!" The knight standing at the front lines roared, ripping through the endless flood of demons like a blinding blade of blood and fire.

The villagers who saw him started praying to the gods, hearing the dying screams of goblins made them shiver, the knight was now putting his life on the line for their sake.

The knight's armor sparked silver beneath the moonlight, writhing with power as he jumped forward, pushing the goblins away with his shield and swinging his sword to cleave them in half.

A massive hobgoblin that was almost two meters tall charged from the depth of the forest, swinging a massive log that he used as a club toward the knight.

The knight lifted his shield up to block the attack but the swing was heavy enough to send him flying to a tree. The hobgoblin had been empowered by the witch, his power had far outclassed what is known from such monsters.