Okay, calm down now, Darren. There's a horde of Silver Tusk Boar in front of you. All you gotta do is to survive.
Oh, who am I kidding? I'm royally fucked!
I can't help but silently curse myself for forgetting such important details! Why do I have to forgot crucial details at the wrong place and the wrong time!?
I really want to beat myself so badly for being an idiot. I can't believe that I got myself in this mess because I was too focused on revenge.
I....have no rights to justify my idiocy right now. All I can do is to focus what I'm dealing in front of me.
There are 3 smaller boar in front of me, move around me while glaring daggers right at me. Right, they're pissed at me for murdering their brothers....or is it sister?
And in front of me is the.....papa boar? Mama boar? Ahh, whatever boar it is, it doesn't matter. What matter is that they're out for blood!
I grab my dagger as the boar on the left starts to squeal before charging at me. I jump out of the way when suddenly, the boar on my back tackle me, which is painful as fuck, by the way. This causes me to push right into the one on the left, which is also painful as fuck, and crash into the ground.
I grit my teeth in pain as the one that was on my right tries to stomp me with its hooves alongside its insane weight. I roll away before grabbing my spear from the ground. I was never get the chance to attack as the boar start to charging at me again.
I try to stab it, but I have to move away as another boar try to tackle me from my left. I grit my teeth before I use my spear to stab that damn boar right at its side, stopping on its track and get tackled by the previous boar trying to charge at me.
I roar in anger as I use most of my strength to push the spear deeper, till it pierce through the other side and stabs the other boar's skull, ending both of the boar's life.
All that left is-!
Suddenly, an overwhelming force hits my side like Truck-kun moving at the speed of light trying to claim a victim to isekai. I scream in pain as I crash into the tree, dislocate my right shoulder and breaking my left ribs. I think my left arm was broken, but I ain't sure.
I shakily try to get up but the pain on my body was a bit much. I breath heavily as my vision blurred, only barely able to see the boar slowly approaching me and....did those boar starts to laugh?!
I grit my teeth in pain as I grab my right arm with my possibly broken left arm. I forcefully relocate my right shoulder as I roar in pain. Fuck, when was the last time I feel this kind of pain?
Oh right...the time I got beaten by the child. Flashes of me getting my ass whopped starts haunting me again. Come on, brain, will you stop playing that memory again!?
I shakily got up while glaring at the boar. Anger boils inside my chest as I continue to glare at them. All my fears and doubts are simply gone, all I can think of is the anger towards these fucker.
The biggest mistake you pigs ever did is that you keep stalling and playing with your prey, even mockingly laugh at them. It's the mistake made in villains 101.
Never give their enemy a chance to fight back.
I shakily grab an apple from my pouch and swallow it whole. It might not be enough to heal me fully, but it'll be enough. I grab my dagger while taking a stance.
The smaller boar snort before charging at me. I charge back at it, but before it could hit me, I move to the left and give a powerful stab right at its right eyes. The boar squeal in pain, but I simply push it deeper before forcefully swing it, pulling it out from its skull.
I swing the dagger for a few times to get rid of the blood off the blade before looking at the final boar. I can't help buy grin at the weird noise it continue to make.
Thanks to your dumb brain, now all of your kids died by my blade. I don't know what comes to me, but I give the boar a middle finger while sticking my tongue out of my muzzle.
It seems to register my gesture as an insult as it starts to squeal angrily. I take a stance before charging at the boar, who also charge back. Before it could tackle me, I jump into its huge ass snout before climb right at the top of its head.
It stop charging before starting to move wildly like one of those bull on a rodeo show. I use my claws to grip on its head tightly before using my dagger to stab its head. It then squeal before its movement gets more wild.
It was intense as I hang in my dear life. It feels like riding a roller coaster with any safety belt, but amp the danger scale to 11. Because most of my stamina wasted due to the injuries, my grips weaken and I got sent flying upward.
Shit, shit, shit! I gotta do something before I got turn into a bloody pancake from the fall damage! I saw the boar stop and starts opening its maw widely, a huge mistake.
I grin widely while pulling two stone daggers I kept for an emergency as the gravity took over. I dive down while gripping my dagger tightly.
I got only one chance. I can't fuck it up! I pull back both of my arm above me while I hold my daggers in a reverse grip.
As I got closer to the boar's maw, I swing both of my arm down, immediately piercing through inside of the boar's throat as blood exploded from inside. I wince at the boar's squeal right at my ears as I pull out of the dagger and stabs it again. again, and again!
The boar then choked by its own blood as it stop and fall to the ground. I let go of the dagger inside its throat before fall back while panting. I can't believe this, but I survived! Not the best fight and so many mistakes, but I still did it!
...so many mistake that I could avoid. Damn it.....
I simply lie down on the ground and sigh. Finally.....it's over...
I can't help but let out my own victory roar.
To be continued