I try to slow down my breathing as much as I can.

Too much energy spent. Too much.

Breath. Converse. Heal.

Ha… Like that can be called heal. A bit or improvement of normal human healing. As a bit of strength returns to my limbs I look around.

Few goblins screaming and crawling away from me.

A blind troll running around. Shit forgot this one.

I slowly start walking in their direction.

Scanning around with my eyes I find what is left of my sword, of course in the same location where I left it.

I slowly wobble to pair of dead trolls.

I plug out what is left of my sword, which is only lower half of it, from the eye socket of the dead trolls

There is no way to glue to half of word. Shit an eye came out with it. I don't want to touch it so I clean it against the nearby wolf corpse.

Slowly I go around and finish anyone still breathing or moving.

One thing I learned through experience is that when one limb is lost everyone loses about 50%-80% of their offensive capabilities.

With trolls it is a bit harder. Fucking troll hide.

You can't simple kill a troll. 3 meters tall with 400 kilograms of muscles, thick hide and pure retardness.

After finishing everyone around the blind troll is the only one left. The blind troll is about 15 meters away and is searching for me.

Taking a deep breath of fresh air I stop. Shit, I smell like hell.

Looking around I find a severed leg of goblin. I grab it and throw it few meters away from me.

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Troll instantly turns around and jump exactly where the leg landed. It's back is turned to me. I proceed to do the most logical thing, which is to explore how deep trolls asshole is. A pity I have such a short tool.

After that I quickly jump back and roll out of enraged troll way. Come on. Die faster. It should have been dead a long time ago with that amount of blood loss.

His voice change a “tiny” bit after my action. He continues to search around for me. That's when it hits me, its not a he but she… well “it” would be fine too.

Not into anal?

A pity.

I should end this faster. She is coming closer.

Taking another limb lying around I throw it directly on troll. She instinctively catches it with both hands and jaws.

But is too late. I am directly under her. I stab my circumcised sword into her neck. She tries to catch me but I am already out of her reach.

She makes several gurgling noises that resemble coughs and falls down into snow.

Finally.

Now…

I don't have much energy left. I wont reach the base in current state. I need food. Whatever is left from my ration is already useless. I need meat. Looking around I have 3 choices. Goblins barely have meat even when they are adult. Wolf meat will require some carving. Trolls is too hard to chew.

I sigh. I look around in search for the goblin leg that I threw before. A small snack will give me enough energy to carve some decent meat out of a wolf.

Life goes on huh.