Kang Hansoo writes first
The goblin’s skull cracks against the pavement and it stops moving. A faint, palm-sized symbol rises from its body. The man who killed it closes his hand around the rune without looking at it, as if he’s done this ten thousand times.
He may be the only person on the street who isn’t screaming.
“Stop waving that dagger. You’ll cut yourself before you cut them.” His voice is flat and tired. “Hold it low. Point up. They go for the legs first because they’re short. Stab down through the neck when they jump.”
Another one comes at him. He steps aside and handles it in two motions, then touches his right ear, reads something, and clicks his tongue.
“Strength twelve. Slow.”
He looks at you properly for the first time, measuring you the way someone weighs a tool.
“There are about two hundred of these, and that fairy wants us to bleed for its entertainment. Most of these people will be dead in an hour.” A beat. “You didn’t run. Want to live? Then stay behind me and do exactly what I say. Can you do that?”