Wiping his bloody mouth...He gritted his teeth against the pain and continued on slowly.
Burzghash swung at Akhum's head with his greatsword.
Ahkum heard a sound at the last instant, and he flung himself down. The sword came a foot from his head.
Burzghash laughed a haughty Uruk laugh as he rode faster than Akhum could run. "Only in your dreams! I would have killed you a long time ago if it werent for your son, who was foolish enough to think you had some speck of good left in you!" Burzghash taunted.The look in his face provided whatever fear or intimidation his helmet or thick armor could have as he turned to take another swing at Akhum.
Burzghash's anger only escelated. "Your mother went into a pit of wargs, came out, and gave birth to you!" he shouted as he kept swinging at Akhum, trying to maim and dismember him with little progress so far, but also not tiring.
As Akhum's sword went up, Burzghash rammed the man in the stomach with the pommel of his great sword, followed by a punch at the face while he wished he had brought his spiked gauntlet.
Ahkum doubled over in pain, clutching his stomach while trying to regain his balance. He did not see the Uruk's fist headed at his head until it was too late; the last thing he was aware of before succumbing to the darkness was his son, staring at him with a sad look of pity.
Dave finished him off
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