Troll: 1.9

Well... this was wonderfully fucked. You couldn’t help but think as your eyes darted from side to side, trying to keep track of the Trolls who were moving to surround you without turning your head and making it obvious that your focus wasn’t on the biggest of their group.

“So wha’ll it be ya lil’ bitch? We gotta stomp ya lil ass flat or ya gonna come wid us and stan quiet? Is ya own choice boy. Ah feelin generous ya know, ya warm she up nice and hot fa me. Ah gonna enjoy fucking dat pussy till de night dun.” Your challenger grinned, and to the corner of your ears you could hear his friends chuckling right beside him.

“Ah don know Rif, It’d be ah real waste ta smash ‘im up. ‘Im ad som real nize moves.” The one on your left chuckled, sending a light shiver up your spine.

Fuck it... you weren’t going to just bow down and be their bitch.

Without a hint of warning you launched yourself forward, letting the spiritual energies which came as naturally to you now as they had within the tutorial, gather in your hand as you slammed forward the lead Troll’s face.

You didn’t make it, a vicious kick landing hard in the middle of your back even as your glowing fist barely managed to stagger your foe, brushing hard against his heavily muscled chest even as you were slammed forward towards him. His reprisal was sudden and brutal, his heavy fist slamming hard into your gut even as the momentum of the foot drove you into the blow even harder.

You stumbled, slipping off his fist to the side as you felt the hp drain from you at the series of attack, A good chunk of twenty health slid away from your HP bar, even as the Troll on the other side of you took a quick swipe at your head with his own fist, narrowly missing by a small margin as you pulled back numbly.

“Fuck…” You breathed out, you could feel that one, even though still your mind stayed focused on its purpose.

“Fightin back ain fer lil bitches, lil Bitch.” The lead troll grinned, advancing upon you once more and using the combined disorientation of the last two blows was a chance to grab you by the hair then bring your face down into his knee before letting you slide back to the ground. “Know ya place, and ya ownas.”

Three vicious kicks to your side, and you could feel another total of fifteen health simply going down the drain.

You crouched and stumbled back, catching your footing only when you were finally clear of their stomping feet, holding yourself back as you tried to scan for weaknesses.

Nothing that you could easily exploit... their bodies young and primed, easily your equals, save for your own abilities and HP. If it weren’t for the way your body worked, you would probably be down and out by now with the vicious attacks which they’d brought down on you.