Whoever the guy was, he certainly did know how to use firearms. The same thought occurred to the goblins as they began to screech at the sight of their dead companion. Groups of fiends spelled trouble. Groups of angry fiends meant deep trouble.

Especially when they started chanting, working themselves up into a frenzy. Auron had no idea who the stranger was, but had an inkling he wouldn't get through a rush of monsters without sustaining injury. The former warrior monk drew his katana, a far cry from the massive blade he'd been used to, but it was still a sword, therefore he could use it. He sprinted quickly to the back of the back and hacked one down.