Fts ax

I leapt back further to give myself a little more room as Leviathan’s claws swept through the spot where I’d been standing. My arm cocked back, I hefted my ax, and then I swung forward and threw it, directly at Leviathan’s chest.

The air cracked and howled and whooped as the ax flew, and Leviathan came to a sudden halt long enough to whip out a hand and swat it away and to the ground — and distract himself long enough for me to leap up and over his head, aiming to take hold of his tail so I could try to drag him back to the trap.