By the skin of my teeth, I managed to throw myself aside away from the incoming lancer, it sure did put me in a shitty spot, but it was better than being skewered with a ten-foot spear.
The sword rider swung as he zoomed past me, thankfully the blow was shallow enough that it only cut me a bit even though the light metal armor I was wearing.
That's a sharp ass sword.
[You have been injured!]
'I fucking know!' I cursed inwardly. The pain was thankfully muffled since my heart is beating so much adrenaline I'm not feeling it, but sure as hell it's gonna sting in a bit.
A second javelin came towards me, but this time, I twisted my body, and in an act of complete idiocy or bravery, I pushed my right arm forward to grab it.
The javelin slid through my hand almost to the point that smoke came out from it, but I still managed to grab it thanks to the sharp teeth of my palm tightening on the metallic javelin.
