Butters hit by Ethniu

Butters, going by the other side, whipped Fidelacchius through a circle—and Ethniu struck him right on the chin with the butt end of her stolen spear with a simple lightning-fast jab while he did it.
Which is why you shouldn’t learn fighting moves from the movies.
Butters went flying back into the mud and didn’t move.
Half the light on the field went out.
Sanya regained his feet, behind the Titan, and charged as she began to rise, the head of the spear orienting on the unmoving form of the Knight of Faith. Before she could finish him, Sanya slammed into her back and smashed her down into the mud.

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I slogged over to him with my furry escort. Butters was lying next to Sanya, carefully flat on his back, his arms folded in a funeral pose. There were two more wolves lying on either side of him, and both looked as though they’d tear to pieces anything that tried to harm him.
“Sir Butters,” I said gravely.
“Nngh,” Butters said. “My jaw. My back.”
“Is fine,” Sanya boomed cheerfully. “If it was really bad, you feel nothing at all. Is good, all this pain!”
Butters squinted at me without moving his head and spoke without taking his teeth apart. “So you got her?”
“It’s done,” I said.
“Sweet,” Butters said, and closed his eyes. “I’m going to sleep for a week.”

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