Ambrose hopped to the left and then right, landing on the unguarded side of one of the goblins.
With a flick of his wrist, he beheaded the goblin with a swift slash to the neck.
"Huff... Huff..." He jumped backwards, dodging the sloppy attacks of the goblins while quickly assessing his next move.
'Shit, my stamina can't handle fighting this many people at once.' He thought while already feeling sluggish. 'I have already used Self-Possession four times today; I can't do it anymore, and it drained all my stamina.'
'The small rest back in that doctor's house helped little, but I fought the entire night, didn't sleep one bit, and did the fucking test.
'I have never been this exhausted in my whole life!
'It's not only physical exhaustion; my mind is worn out as well; I don't feel like fighting or even moving my legs anymore!'