Quickly lashing out his whip again, he aimed for the second club. This time, he missed, but it sliced across the goblin's chest, causing a thin line of blood to seep and drip down and onto the floor.
"Hold on tight," Drake told Jewel.
"Hold!" Jewel chirped back, gripping onto Drake's shirt.
The two goblins came forward. Whipped his whip back and forth, creating a shield of sharp metal, forcing the goblins to stay back.
With a sudden burst, using the momentum of the whip, he lashed it toward a goblin's thick neck. He struck at the center, slicing off its head. It began to fall, but burst into light particles as it did, never reaching the floor.
It didn't even faze the second goblin, who swung its club toward Drake, but he whipped his whip back and forth, creating another shield. It worked the first time, so Drake hoped it would work again. He didn't like these goblins. They were difficult to kill.
