The Trio went up to meet up with the Amazon's outside the pirate base… Kadrin and Gnarlo were walking behind Maro trying not to draw attention to themselves. Gnarlo didn't have to as he could just disappear but even he was too scared and instinctually hid behind his friends…
Maro was in a good mood, the price he paid… eternity and all they would have to pay would be 24 hours… He knew they would run away so he never told them what would be in store.
The Amazons numbered over a hundred fifty members now… Maro gulped… all the tribes were uniting to go worship at the only temple currently left in the world… Maro's new religion was a double edged blade… he had to be careful.
It was over a week of marching to get to the Last bastion of the dwarves… the southernmost settlement they ever established. Over the course of the week the three boys were on their best behaviour. However, every night new Amazonians joined up with them and every night Maro had to spread his seed and holy touch to solidify their belief.
However some good did come out of it… Maro didn't have to walk like Kadrin and Gnarlo… the Amazons carried the prophet in a palanquin the entire time… Every night the two Shorter Kings would laugh and make fun of Maro and every morning Maro would make fun of them for walking in the sand like peasants.
At one point Gnarlo tried to play a prank on Maro but as soon as he tried to slide into the Palanquin, Gurda the Destroyer caught Gnarlo via scent, Maro's perfumes did not help, and thrashed him a bit before tossing him 30 meters away with one swing of her massive sexy muscular arm.
Maro was extremely grateful to her, he had the marching stop to sexually reward Gurda over and over… all the while Kadrin and Gnarlo were sulking in the background… Gnarlo did not even think about trying a new prank… his fear of the Amazons was absolute… he missed his Trolls.
When they resumed marching, Maro sat on top of Gurda's shoulders the rest of the way… she wasn't bothered one bit.
By the time they arrived at the Mountain, the ladies numbered 300… 300 large, muscular, giant, elite, sexy and fearsome warriors. Every woman that Maro slept with, pledged their loyalty to him in perpetuity… Maro was a little drunk on power… 1 million hob goblins would not be able to take him in, especially when the tunnels limited the strength of the Goblin numbers.
Looking up at the sole mountain… It looked like it was crawling with goblins. The Goblins saw them as well and in a dumb, low IQ move, retreated to the safety of their tunnels… Ironically they would have won if they just swarmed them in the open…
After all the goblins retreated, they had a clear view of the now still mountain… Dwarven construction did not break easy… The entire mountain was peppered with well fortified balconies and towers, it was way larger and more open than the Fortress.
Everyone hated the Goblins… with their massive numbers they even tried to raid smaller Amazon camps in the past, killing and taking some of their sisters…
Kadrin was seething, seeing the disgusting skin of the goblins making contact with Dwarven stone. He was ready to kill, pacing back and forth until they got the go ahead.
Gnarlo was also pacing back and forth, but he was counting the riches they would be able to loot.
Due to the size of the Amazons… everyone would be grouped into ten and once inside, they would branch off as the tunnels did to ensure everything was cleared. Some Amazons would stay outside to catch any Goblins as slaves as they ran off, they didn't completely forget what started all this.
The Trio were the only ones to stay in a group of Three… Maro decided he would fly to the top of the Mountain with the two of them and start scaring the goblins down while the Amazons went up… The massive dwarven sub levels would be saved for after.
As soon as the order was given to enter, the fighting was fierce from the first step inside… but having a fraction of the mass of the Amazons the goblins did not stand a chance… every strike of theirs cleaved more than five goblins at a time…
The Trio took off to fly to the top of the mountain… they reasoned that there may be some good loot up there and the Goblins would be lower in number… they were half right.