"Shit, shit, shit," Ludwig cursed as he saw the raging hulking mass of muscles fully focused on him.
The Forest Lizardman Champion was enraged, its hulking, muscular form heaving with labored breaths. Orange, slitted eyes burned with primal fury, locking onto Ludwig like a predator eyeing its prey. Its spear gleamed ominously, slick with blood and fresh ichor from the fallen zombie, and its claws flexed in a grotesque rhythm, ready to shred anything in their path.
The roar it unleashed was earth-shaking. Loose stones and dirt trembled from the sheer force of its bellow, and the Champion's tail lashed behind it like a whip, splintering the nearby rock. It stormed its way toward Ludwig and then lunged for him, Ludwig didn't hesitate in stabbing the sword one last time into her other eye and hurled himself sideways.
