Without thinking about it, Lucius dropped down onto the dirt, completely trusting the voice of a stranger. As soon as he hit the floor, he felt something fly over him, followed by the sickly sound of monster's skin being pierced. Rolling onto his back, Lucius could see the hilt of a sword sticking out of the creature, the blade entirely disappeared in it's belly and blood gushing out of the wound. Although the wound seemed rather lethal, the monster was not ready to give up yet. Enraged by the pain, it started move towards the helpless man again, growling and snarling with it's every move. As the monster came closer, Lucius started crawling backwards, away from it and towards the sound of footsteps he could hear in the distance. Even though the footsteps grew louder rapidly, the were too far away and the monster would be there quicker; he had to do something.<br/><br/>An idea formed in Lucius head, and he quickly got back on his feet. It was a stupid and risky plan, but there was nothing else he could do. When the monster reached him, arms stretched towards him, he ducked under them. The monster had clearly not reckoned with the human fighting back and was taken aback as Lucius barely dodged it's hands and lunged himself at the sword. When his hands closed around the weapon, the man threw all his strength onto the sword, dragging it down through the monster and leaving a red slash behind. Blood spatted everywhere as both Lucius and the monster fell to the floor - the latter dead.