Black blood, brain matter and gore splashed over the earth. Faust spun through the air, falling fifteen feet before he hit the ground rolling. The blood got on his clothes and hair. A sneer formed on his mouth, but he ignored his disgust.
BANG!
He turned to see Jason wrench the troll's club from its hand and beat it to death with its own weapon.
The wooden club slammed into the giant monster's knee and the bone snapped under the stress.
The troll fell to its knee and Jason sent the club high in the sky. His face scrunched up in focus and stress. Then he swung his hand down and the club crashed into the back of the troll's skull.
That was a good hit, though maybe not intentional.
The troll instantly fainted and Jason brought the club down on its skull three more times. Blood splattered into the air. All over Jason and the ground. Kobolds rushed him, slamming their spears and axes over his armor.
He has new armor too. Haahhhh. Where are my sponsors?!
