Mooned

I burst through the locked doors out to the surface, holding the small goblin in my arms, his blood flowing out of him fairly quickly now.

I laid him down so he could look up at the moon and the stars, for the first time in his life.

He gasped, although it was hard to tell if it was from wonder or pain. I glanced back at the burning wizard's stronghold, then back at the goblin, who coughed and looked at me.

"Thank you, but to be honest, this wasn't worth it."

He died, as I ran off, rather annoyed.