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As Darren made sure that everything kept on being peaceful outside, the Vrock began to mentally interrogate his prey, the Goblin able to think slightly more clearly via telepathy.

Do not kill me! I am...harmless! I am not very sneaky, but I think...good for other things! I know stuff seen before! Weak, but smart! There was a small goblin curse as it gagged on its own clothing again, Please spare me! Good worker! Loyal! Not act up like others!

As Darren looked over the lighthouse, the goblins torturing their comrade in the water began to climb aboard the docks, milling about as the wagon guards continued to look over the various crates. The broken one was left where it had dropped, yet none of the creatures dared to even look at it.