Lorn could only watch as the lance approached his face, imagining the scenario of him getting skewered under its force. He remembered the first time he saw Shekh fighting. The way he carried around that oversized sword, crushing wolves into pulp with every swing.
Back then, perhaps his mind had not properly understood what was happening. Since he was playing a game, there had to be some ragdoll physics at work. Or else, how would those wolves be smacked around so easily?
But after months inside the game, Lorn knew exactly how realistic the physics were in the game. Frankly, he couldn't understand how they were able to reproduce earth's forces so accurately.
The moment the lance hit his chest, just like how the wolves were crushed about, his chest would cave in where the impact occurred. All the bones nearby will get crushed and countless cracks would spread throughout his skeleton.
