Chapter 71: Chapter 71 – All According to Plan

Warlord Dreigno!” A kobold rushed to a hulking lizardman. “There’s a group of our brethren fighting each other. It has spread to the far reaches of our sanctuary!”

“Gather the armoured knights and slaughter them,” Dreigno said with a hiss. “With the help we were given, no one shall stop our expansion.”

Warlord Dreigno could only be loosely called a Kobold. His size resembled that of an orc and the thick, wiry muscles expanded and contracted at every slight movement. Large horns spiralled from his head, thorn like appendages branched off from the main trunk. His scales were a blackened red, and they contrasted sinisterly against his fluorescent orange eyes.

Warlord Dreigno leaned on the metal bannisters that overlooked the sprawling workshop. A constant surge of heat wafted through the dry air. It was often hard to breathe from the thick smoke that clung to their lungs, but they had gotten used to it quickly.

Two smaller kobolds stood in front of a larger one. It was a sub-leader, one that had just evolved. They helped the largest by hosting a massive breastplate onto its chest. Their little arms trembled under the weight. With a grunt from the evolved kobold, it grabbed hold of the bottom and pushed it up. The smaller kobolds quickly tightened the straps, securing it to its chest.

The sub-leader clanged its knuckles against the solid breastplate. Smoke emitted from its maw and, unlike the smaller kobolds, large horns sprouted from its skull. It was a sign of its greater heritage and power.

It was a common scene within the production hall. Smaller kobolds attached Armours made of strange ore to the stronger ones, all while the smithing kobolds were busy making weapons. They were crude and often held weird shapes. Sharp, thick metal attached to long sticks, or a simple wide blade designed for chopping. They were unbalanced. Sharp in some areas and dull in others, but they could still kill, and that’s all that mattered.

A commotion blasted at the entrance. Dreigno stood to attention as a group of kobolds smashed into the production hall. They held weapons of their own creation, and their savage eyes held no attempt at hiding the bloodlust within.

“For what reason do you have to rebel?” Dreigno shouted, his voice boomed across the hall. “I gave you everything and now we have a chance at rebirth, yet you bite the hand that feeds you. I will tear you all limb from limb and savour your blood.”

“Ah god damn, so loud aren’t you?” the leader of the invaders said and stepped forward.

Dreigno thought his eyes were deceiving him. Now and then, the leader’s head would sprout some fine golden hair from the cracks in its scales. They flickered, as if it was an illusion. That, and the female voice was grating on his ears. He did not know what she was saying, but it was shockingly similar to human speech.

“My fellow knights, attack, regain your freedom from those that have enslaved you!” The kobold shouted, but no one reacted.

“My lady, they can’t understand you,” the kobold next to the golden-haired leader said. Metal encased most of its body.

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“Right, I know that,” the leader said. “It’s harder than I thought to inspire monsters without my Mind Domain. Leena, if you will.” it sighed helplessly.

“Yes, my lady!” the kobold shouted and flashed forward. Its metal lance thrust at the stomach of one of the armoured evolved. Its eyes widened as a clang rang throughout the workshop. The lance had failed to penetrate the strange armour. Not even a mark.

Dreigno’s laugh boomed through the hall. “You think your measly weapons can pierce our treasured mineral? The gods themselves bestowed it upon us! We will take back this town and rise into the human world! No wait, stop!”

The kobold thrusted its lance forward at a speed that Druigno could no longer track. It tore through the unarmoured throat of the evolved and it crashed to the floor in a puddle of dark, viscous red.

“What was it laughing about?”

“I’m not sure, my lady. Maybe it doesn’t like its own people?”

“Huh, do you think? That’s quite heartless.”

“I agree, my lady. It’s making me quite angry.”

“That’s what I was thinking! Just because they’re monsters doesn’t mean they shouldn’t care for their own!”

“We should give the leader a stern talking to, my lady. Ah, with your permission, of course.”

“Okay! Let’s do it.”

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Astrid looked at Leena as she shrouded them both in her illusion. She barely stifled her laugh as she looked at Leena’s kobold form. She was encased in metal like a tin can. it surprised Astrid she could even move.

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