Arin was feeling very relieved.
There was no more confusion in his mind, no self-doubt that was troubling him anymore.
Arin sat down on a tree log in peace and began waiting for the 'King.'
The sun was high over his head soon when his specters informed him of the arrival of 4 goblins.
Arin was a bit surprised that King would arrive not alone as he had proposed, but with guards.
However, one Specter contacted him just after a while to inform him that three Goblins stopped at a place and only one Goblin is moving forward to Arin's direction.
Arin smiled a bit.
Soon, the rustling of dry leaves was heard.
From the dense foliage in front emerged a scrawny-looking goblin with an unusually big head and long beak-like nose.
There was a hint of cruel cunning hidden in his sadistic smile.
"Wassup, bro! Glad you agreed!" spoke the goblin in a friendly manner.
Arin nodded and made an inviting gesture, welcoming the goblin to take a seat amidst the tree trunks scattered around.
