Ned's recurve bow's string snapped. And with no bow to attack, or blade to defend he jumped backward. Letting the ax hit air as the goblin leader swung with raging eyes.
But the swing never stopped, instead, the goblin leader let the ax hurled in circle. Making it and itself gain momentum and pivoted on the muddy ground and formed a perfect circle midair, marking another attack. A whirlwind of ax.
The loop was instant that Ned doesn't have enough time to evade. Ned could see a blur of iron ax coming his way as his waist was bent, he raised his left hand over his head to block the attack.
The blank side of the ax made contact with Ned's arm with a bang. Ned scraped the muddy soil with his thrown off body.
