[center][h3]Arno Arrotyr[/h3][/center]

	A horn was blown, and the remaining Goblins fell back. A retreat signal? Arno thought to himself. Maybe the people below decks were giving them more trouble than they were worth, since it was clearly that Arno and Corday were on the backfoot abovedeck. The small pilot got up and jogged to the edge of the ship, peering over the ledge to see where they were running to. It turned out they weren't retreating. They were making room for a larger goblin. The Hobgoblin, despite being below Arno, towered.
[b]"Oh."[/b] He muttered at the revelation, then the Hobgoblin leapt from its mount. [b]"Oh!"[/b] Arno said, he scrambled back, the Hobgoblin landing just a few feet away from him. Arno turned and ran, putting more distance between it and him. He glanced over to Corday, then at his airship. If only the Hobgoblin was... maybe 10 meters to the left.

	The Hobgoblin towered over Arno, and he approached slowly, slamming his club against the deck. A way to intimidate them. And honestly it was sort of working for Arno. The small pilot side stepped over to Corday and whispered to her, 
[b]"Let's try to draw it over to the left, in front of my Akula's guns."[/b] Arno began to move to the left, towards his airship. He made no indication of his intentions, keeping himself facing towards the large Hobgoblin, doing his best not to make it react. He wanted to draw out that slow walk of his, the longer he did it, the closer Arno could get to his airship.