Clearing the Tracks (2)

When I checked directly ahead of the cab, the gigantic pile of crudely stacked rocks on the tracks was colliding with the train's crusher, shattering and scattering in every direction.

Rather than targeting the train, it seemed the goblins had piled them up to target people walking along the tracks.

If I activated the crusher, it could easily grind up a pile of rocks like this, but—

'Because this is our destination.'

Since we'd come this far, I stopped and looked out the window.

Then, as if they had planned it, green-skinned goblins came pouring out from the bushes and from behind the building walls outside.

Each one was small and slow enough not to be threatening, but seeing them pour out all at once was quite imposing.

“Kieeeek—!”

"Kiiik!"

They were goblin bastards baring yellow teeth and carrying crudely sharpened daggers and clubs...