The shadow was closing in fast, it foot steps getting louder. Then It got close enough to make out details.
It had an appearance similar to what I Imagine a goblin would look like. It was short like me, but a bit taller than me. its skin was gray, wrinkly, and dry, similiar in appearance to a rock with small amounts of dirt and grime clinging in the cracks and wrinkles of the skin. It had long ears and a wide head, this wide head carryed a snarling mouth lined with razor sharp teeth and two black beady eyes and a large nose. It was clothed simply in crudely assembled animal furs and rags and carryed a small slightly rusty chipped metal dagger worn with years use and abuse clutched tighly in its right hand.
And it was sprinting at me. I mean it does not seem that strong but Im not that strong either so... Shit.
It lets out an earsplitting shriek. I put my arms in front of my body trying to put more of my body in-between him and my core. Which turned out to have been a good idea because as soon as he got close enough he thrust his dagger towards my upper chest, I assume he was trying to go for my core, and end the fight quickly. The dagger stabbed into my arms and went through them. It hurt, but I did not feel to much pain, definitly not as much as I would have felt if I was a human. It was a odd feeling having that dagger lodged inside me. Considering he immediatly went for my core he has probably fought a muddling before, that is concerning. He yanked the dagger out and took a slash at me. I steped to the side causing him to only land a glancing blow. Even if I feel less pain this still hurts. I responded with a punch to the nose. he stumbled back a step letting out a shreik. and a bit of blood started dripping out of his nose.
He lunges foward with animalistic ferocity shoving me down on to the hard stone ground and landing on top of me, and begins to repeatedly stab down on me with his dagger. on his third stab in my chest he hits my core. ahhhhh! fuck! I'm hit by a extremely intense and powerful sharp and burning pain. It's the worst pain I have felt in my life. easily worse than that time I broke my leg. I can now feel I trench carved into my core. This was looking bad. I knew I probably could not take another hit like that. He was clearly stronger then me. Is this the end?
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Rage suddenly boiled up in me. I refuse to end my story now, like this. I made a promise to myself to not be weak. I won't give up. I quickly looked around me and saw a saw a stalagmite nearby in the direction of my head. I remember my thoughts about the stalagmites earlier and immediately I know what I must do. I grabbed the shrieking goblin and lifted with all the power I could muster, I got my legs under his body and pushed with those to. I then threw him off me in the direction of the stalagmite. he flew about 4 feet and fell face first on the stalagmite still shrieking. the stalagmite went in his open mouth and through his body, impaling him and holding him in the air upsidedown.
His shriek Immediatly became a gurgle, as massive amounts of blood poured out of his mouth like a mini waterfall. He struggled for a couple seconds then went still his dagger falling out of his hand and clattering to the floor leaving a ringing noise, the final sound of the battle echoing through the tunnel before the scilence returned the only noise left being the faint steady driving of water. A few seconds later a box poped up.
You have killed level 5 Cave Gremlin you have leveled up to level 2, +1 to all stats except charisma and intelligence