He stood his ground as sweat trickled down his cheek, watching as the massive, scar-covered goblin began to rush towards him with its heavy stomps echoing out against his ringing ears.
…Hold! He thought to himself.
Just as it stomped within reach of him, rearing its club that was larger than him back, he sprung forward with his sword tightly gripped between his sweat-laden fingers.
“Raaagh–!” The burly goblin let out a deep roar.
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