19 Chapter 19 – Blood flows like a stream (2/2)
Swoosh! Swoosh!
Two small and jagged rocks whizzed through the air. One hit him straight in the chest and the other hit his left foot that was being lifted.
He was forced to take a step back.
The third goblin had acted this time and Adam was put into a disadvantageous position.
The other two goblins seeing him take a step back did not wait for him and sent another two club attacks in the same pattern.
This time Adam barely blocked them in time but yet again 2 more stones came hurtling towards him. One aimed at his head and the other at his right foot.
He was already aware this time and barely dodged the first stone but the other stone still hit his foot and sent him stumbling a foot back.
Whap! Whap! Swoosh! Swoosh!
10 minutes went by and he was still on the backfoot.
20 minutes went by.
30 minutes later his body had almost been hit at every spot and there were even scratches and bruises on his face.
Every part of his body ached and he could not take it any longer. He had not planned on taking out his weapons because he would be very slow with them and if he did land a strike it would be fatal and would end his training.
At the end of his rope, he now decided that there was no point in holding back.
Pulling out two curved daggers from the holsters on his upper arms he brandished the blades. The goblins were not smart creatures but even they had taken a step back and become wary when he did so.
Their wariness did not last long as they had the upper hand all this time and started their attacks again.
This time he tried to block the clubs with his two daggers but before they could collide the clubs had already hit him, sending him two feet back.
He spat out a mouthful of blood this time. This was the first time he had directly taken the hits of the clubs and it was a massive force.
'I'm not used to the weight of these daggers yet. I'll have to predict their movements in advance and act. That's the only way left.'
The weight of the swords was too much for his untrained body so he came up with a plan to counter it.
15 more minutes passed. He had been beaten up to the point that his whole body burned with the fresh pain.
Whap! Whap!
Two more Club attacks came at him with slight variations in their attack but this time the two clubs sunk into the sharp blades almost being cut straight through by the residual force.
'Success! I can't waste too much time. The stones are coming.'
Twisting his wrists with a sudden jerk the daggers that had embedded themselves into the clubs yanked the clubs out of the goblins hands.
All three goblins were shocked for a moment. He used this moment to slam both daggers toward the floor and cleanly chop the two clubs in half.
Screech! Screech!
The two goblins were furious. They had truly treasured their sticks.
In a rage, the two goblins once again pounced at Adam and this time struck with fists and feet.
They were agile compared to Adams slow blades and dodged all his lethal slow moving attacks. Rocks continuously came flying in. some missing and some hitting.
In the confusion of the two goblins getting into close quarters combat, sometimes the rocks would even hit them giving him some breathing time. If not he would have been battered within minutes.
30 minutes later.
He could barely lift his blood-soaked arms. Green and red blood was mixed and covered his whole body.
The clear puddles of water around his feet had long since turned murky from the blood.
In the last few seconds he had caught the big goblin off guard by throwing his dagger at its forehead just as it was coming in for a headbutt to his chest and before the other goblin could react he sent a quick fist with his now empty hand to its head. Though the punch didn't do much damage, it dazed it for a moment which was enough to stick a dagger in its undefended throat.
Two lifeless corpses lay at his feet while the third goblin stared at him in fear. The goblins had thought they would get an easy meal at the start. Now two of its mates had died and only it remained. It could not even flee anywhere so it threw down its rocks and jumped towards Adam.
He could barely move at this instant and he feared that the goblin would have continued to throw rocks at him from a distance. That would have been the worst case scenario.
Seeing the goblin charge at him, he mustered all his remaining strength and sent out a punch to the right of the goblin.
The goblin easily dodged his slow and blatant punch, feeling joyful at its imminent victory when a dagger stabbed its left flank and went all the way through its skinny chest and came out the other side.
Adam had sent such a flashy punch as a fake to distract the goblin. When the goblin dodged, it would come very close to him and have plenty of blind spots. It would also take a second to switch from dodging to sending out an attack.
He used this time to send a dagger that he held behind his back into the left flank of the goblin. Killing it instantly.
Exhaustion!
He had come so close to death with just three level 1 goblins.
There was however no time to rest in here. Dungeons would respawn monsters in 2-4 hours.
Adam would collapse the second he let himself go. The only thing keeping him going now was pure adrenaline.
Pulling out his two daggers from the goblins he cleaned them on his sleeves then holstered them. He then picked up the two bigger goblins and put them over his shoulder and dragged the last skinny one by the leg and dragged it into the corridor leading toward the exit.
A lone, solitary silhouette walked that corridor with two corpses on its shoulders and one dragged behind him. Leaving behind nothing but a trail of flowing blood.