The blow caught Vell square in the chest, a brutal impact that sent him hurtling through the air like a ragdoll. He crashed into a thicket of trees, the force of the collision splintering wood and sending debris flying. Pain exploded in his chest, a searing agony that stole his breath and made his vision swim.
'What... was that?' He coughed, spitting out a mouthful of blood. His ribs screamed in protest, and he could feel the telltale ache of broken bones. 'How did it...?'
He struggled to his feet, his body trembling with pain and exertion. He could see the monster advancing, its movements no longer defensive but predatory, its eyes burning with a cold, confident gaze. The shift was terrifying. It was like a switch had been flipped, transforming the creature from a skilled opponent into a relentless predator.
"You are indeed and impressive human," the monster said, its voice dripping with a mocking edge. "But it seems your luck has run out."
