Attacked by a god

I swung the blade upward from right to left, aiming for the neck, hoping to sever the head. But our struggle had entered a new phase; Siscoi’s power was waxing, while mine was waning. My blade moved slowly, while the clawed hand swept down toward my face in a blur of motion. The god easily evaded my sword, but I felt a burning pain as his talons raked my forehead. I dropped down onto my knees, and he lunged for me again.

Once more I failed to avoid him, though I did just enough to survive. This time he used his huge knuckles, seeking to crack my skull open and knock me unconscious so that he could drain my blood at leisure. As it was, I managed to twist away, but the blow sent me rolling over and over until I crashed into the rock wall.

B10 C23