[ FINN POV ]
With his dagger in hand finn ventures onward to the oncoming battle he will soon face.
One of the minotaurs, with his weapon raised high struck first breaking the delicate balance that was in the battle field.
With the shadow of the weapon fast approaching Finn watches with a slight grin on his face as the other minotaurs circle around him.
'They're trying to lock me in'
he thought unperturbed by the incoming danger above him.
With a simple side step he dodges the sword of the creature, the devastating strike kicked up a dust cloud enabling him with the perfect cover to strike.
And so he did. He plunges his dagger, landing a strike on the beasts arm, done with the intent of landing a critical blow.
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Only for the strike to leave a small flesh wound, nothing lethal. Despite the strength of the blow it seemed to do nothing in the face of the minotaurs durability.
'OH SHIT BALLZZ'
Quickly removing the dagger from the arm he creates distance between him and the minotaur. The beast did not move a muscle as it simply let him go without giving chase.
He wa left a bit dumbfounded for a moment by this decision until a moment later he understood the reason why.
While retreating away from the beast he caught the movement from of one of the minotaurs out of the corner of his eye.
The second minotaur attacks him from behind ,swinging his beefy arms at him, trying to prevent and limit his movement.
[* BOOM *]
With a simple roll he narrowly avoids the attack, before distancing himself from his attacker.
Slowing down his retreat, he takes a defensive stance, his eyes never leaving his attackers, looking at everything in his surroundings that may pose a danger to him during the midst of the fight.
Before finally trying his best to understand his current situation and how to escape it.
'So I'm pretty much locked in a beefy monster cage, that Attacks back. I can't deal strikes that will actually damage them because of their tough hides. '
' These guys are pretty much hairy tanks, the power behind their attacks are lethal, MUST not get hit by that. Maybe I can use that against them..?'
With the aim of taking down his opponents in mind an Idea suddenly strikes him, a plan so risky that he knows it will work.
He couldn't stop the slight grin that creeper up onto his face as he carried out the necessary steps for his plan.
Shifting out of his defensive stance he takes a loose stance, as he prepares for his second bout with the minotaur.
Steadying his breathing as he focuses on the foe before him.
The minotaur watched him, with a hint of curiosity behind the madly animalistic eyes of his. Its body heaving as it prepares itself for the next oncoming attack of it's foe.
With a puff of its snout, it takes a low stance as it prepares to charge and the boy before him.
It's brothers watched showing no intent of interfering with the battle before them.
Silence.
That was the only thing left in the rocky walls of the dungeon. The occasional sound breathing could be heard , but apart form that the place was dead silent.
The two fighters looking at each other eye to eye never leaving the form of other, each breath, each occasional shift in stance,all the changes the other made didn't go unnoticed by the other.
Then... it was time.
Without no distinct signal, they both attacked, the minotaur with its claymore embedded in the ground, forced itself to use its natural weapon : its horns.
The natural weapons it was blessed with since its awakening, its pride and joy, the bane of so many adventurers, one that has tasted the blood of all its enemies.
" RAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!! "
It unleashed a battle cry, one filled with all its rage for its fallen brothers and sisters.
With its body In a low stance, it ran on all fours aiming to shred its attackers to pieces.
[ *BOOM* ] [ *BOOM* ]
It's speed breaking the sound barrier as it hurled itself towards Finn.
Finn, ran towards the beast with his dagger in tow, his grip on the weapon tight and steady, his eyes scanning for any possible openings in the beasts attack.
He continued to venture onward despite the warning signals his body was sending him about the beasts incoming attack. He needed to make this plan work, even with the risks.
[ *BAM* ] [ *BANG* ]
Meeting the minotaurs mad dash head on Finn finds himself stuck in a stale mate between the beast and himself, even though he was holding on for now.
Staring into the beasts eyes all he could see was red, no sense of individuality, just pure animalistic madness and bloodlust behind those eyes.
He knew deep down that he was slowly losing ground, the strength in his arms were slowly but surely giving out, he was losing his stamina quickly and his weapon was starting to crack,as if the small cracks appearing on the weapon werent already hints enough.
So he made a drastic decision.
One that surprised the hidden onlookers and beasts alike
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He let go.
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Inertia.
One of the most fundamental phenomenon in nature.
The ability that enables one to resist change in position.
This natural phenomenon aided with the help of momentum is a foe to be reckoned. But what happens when it is used wrongly?
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Rolling under the under belly of the beast, Finn manages to evade fatal injury even if by a hairs breadth he still managed to avoid it.
[ *BOOMMMMMMM* ]
The minotaurs attack breaking any and everything in its path. The force of the attack breaking the ground and leaving a disastrous aftermath In the process.
But even with that deadly attack, the beast made a fatal mistake....it didn't ever consider the possibility of getting itself stuck in the dungeon wall.
Seeing this unexpected development Finn wanted no time rushing towards the beast.
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But his pursuit was stopped by the well timed attack done by the remaining two minotaurs, with both a frontal and back assault.
" SHIT! "