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As the stunned warrior was recovering, the goblin rose up to bare he small blade..but she was now standing up, eye to dick level with the hybrid of a man before her. Something about him flooded her brain with mixed messaging, perhaps the strength and natural power she senses, clashing with her already conquered side, and the desire to follow orders. Her mistress had fled before this foe to save her own skin, a deliciously goblin like tactic that Virginia's servile mind didn't begrudge , generations of goblin survival was due to fleeing and abandoning their things for recollection. The towering fie left her with staggering options, could her tiny blade fell it....or could she treat the man as she had those other beasts, draw him into her clutches to have him die of by leveling him with exhaustion effects and her growing charm skills. She reached out to the massive pole, grabbing at it with a hand just .....to see how it would react. Ofcourse.