Bronn was excited to see this one was different from the one he had slaughtered in the cavern.
The creature moved with unnatural speed. Its limb lashed out, meeting his punch with a force that shook him to the bone.
Before he could even react, another strike followed—quick and precise, aimed straight at his midsection.
Thwack!
The impact sent Bronn flying to the side, crashing hard against the stone wall of the chamber.
Dust and chunks of rock exploded around him, and he groaned, struggling to push himself up.
His elbow stung from a fresh cut along the arm he had raised to block the hit.
Blood trickled down to his clenched fist.
"Damn," Bronn muttered under his breath. "It's fast."
Bronn spat to the side and flexed his injured arm.
Even with the pain in his elbow, a flicker of excitement still showed on his face.
