His muscles tensed hearing the shouts, it seemed at least this time they had fair warning. His listened to Koph talk while keeping his focus ahead. A grin cracked at his lips with the image of a small child trying to fight while barely able to walk. Nobody was around to teach him so his technical skills were sub-par which is why he had to rely on his raw athleticism. It suddenly donned on him that she might think he is younger than he actually is. The dagger was raised in front of his chest, ready for the goblins' attack [color=8493ca]"Not that young. At the time, I had to look out for myself. Life's easier on the streets if you can handle yourself."[/color] He added a extra bit of commentary. It wasn't long until the goblins reached them, but they were less intimidating than the kobolds. One of the grunts lunged for him and Voltaire narrowly dodged out of its way, managing to kick the monster away after it failed. There were a bit more than the kobolds but they seemed rather weak in comparison.