The smoke from the battle cleared, and if one wanted to decide a winner from the clash, it would more than likely fall to Rogur. He not only blocked the strike, but the power in which showcase also overpowered it and sent a bit of the flame back towards the direction of the attack.

  But these aren't the wins that decide a battle. Not a battle of this magnitude.

  The first thing Rogur saw once his vision cleared was the powerful mount of the man that attacked once again riding with power and vigor in his direction. The only thing was that the mount no longer had a rider.

  The people of North Balarian prided themselves on being the great riders that they were but if they couldn't also fight on their own two feet then they wouldn't have survived as a nation for as long as they had.

  Rogur didn't care about any of that though. All he knew was that the rider was missing and could be attacking him from any direction. But Rogur wasn't a simple Goblin. Nor was he one that hadn't fought in his own fair share of battles.

  Rogur knew he didn’t have time to take his eyes of the beast heading his way and search for the human that should’ve been riding it. Nor did he even bother trying to use his senses that were already in full alert to try and scan for said human.

  None of that would serve him in this position. His enemy was too powerful and likely expecting him to choose one of those two options. So, in that split second moment he almost entirely instinctively chose what he felt was his only option.

  Jumping!

  Rogur immediately jumped as high as he could and in the same motion, he brought his sword down in front of him to catch the beast on the way up, but not only that, powerful flames sprouted from the tip of the sword in a flamethrower like action and covered the area around him.

  Just as the flames were about to hit the ground, Grafai’s spear came stabbing in from the rear with power. If Rogur was still standing there his back would’ve been pierced clean through.

  Even if he guessed right that Grafai was coming from the back instead of his left or right for example, turning around to block him would’ve only left him open to an attack from the rear by the Harkenian, and even he could feel the power that the beast exuded.

  Of course, jumping in the air didn’t mean he was out the fire just yet, and although his flames were not necessarily things Grafai and his mount wanted to deal with, they weren’t going to be the end of them, so they stood their ground and rendered attacks upwards to the now falling Rogur.

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  Rogur would not deserve his title as Chief if and the honor of being the father to a Goblin as good as a fighter as Rogu if he wasn’t prepared for at least this much. With a level of deftness that didn’t make sense coming from the body builder of a Goblin in Rogur, he used the force of the attacks coming at him to forcefully summersault away from the two attackers.

  The second he landed, there was not an ounce of hesitation in his actions as he quickly turned to run towards the few Balarian riders that passed while he dealt with Grafai. Some of them had already reached and were engaged with the Goblins, but any who lagged behind quickly had to dodge or otherwise be consumed by the wall of flames that now chased them down.

  Rogur didn’t have time to observe the results of said battle as an even more enraged Grafai was once again upon him.

  Grafai and his mount then began a relentless assault on Rogur as two separate entities for a few minutes before using a period of pushing back the Chief to allow Grafai to mount again.

  He could fight on his own two feet without issue, but his prowess would always be greater when he could fight atop his trusted partner. Something Rogur would come to realize in the following exchanges.

  Yet despite being at a clear disadvantage, there was no worry in the eyes of the Chief. No hitches or signs of weakness or cowardice in his movements. He stayed on the backfoot for the entirety of the battle, and he was no longer able to stop the advance of the other riders, but his sword did not stop swinging.

  Grafai’s lance did not stop its pursuit of Rogur’s life and eventually wounds began piling up on the Chief. Though none of it was fatal, and anything that was bleeding too much was immediately cauterized by Rogur’s flames.

  Perhaps if he was fighting a battle to the death where he was trying to kill Grafai and his mount just as much as the former was trying kill him, then he likely would’ve lost this battle already or at least be forced to enact some suicidal actions for the sake of winning.

  In this scenario, his entire focus was on fighting nothing but a defensive battle, and although Grafai was talented, immensely powerful, fought with a powerful partner, and had gear to match his outputted prowess, there was something he lacked.

  True desperation.

  He has fought with his life on the line, he has fought with the lives of his subordinates on the line, he was fought in defense of country even. But even in the last scenario, during his life thus far, he has not experienced any sort of threat so massive that North Balarian itself was at risk.

  He never had to fight with the pressure that if he were to lose then his Queen and the nation would be no more. He never had to sit on the frontlines of a battle where he faced a never ending horde of monsters for most of their life.

  But that’s what the Goblins have been doing.

  The second they reached a point of being able to fight, they’ve been forced to go defend their lands on the fronts of the Dark Lands of Mir. Almost every single day since being born, fighting on the fronts is all they’ve known.

  And when that sort of mental fortitude and fighting experience is packed into a being on the level of power and fighting talent like Rogur, you get a Goblin that is really hard to kill.

  But Rogur and his clan directly bordered the fronts. A role they shared with the shadow clan. Not something that all the clans could claim to do.

  And for that reason alone, it is also why not all 14 Chiefs claim to be as good a fighter as Chief Rogur.