Capítulo 67: Will He Make It?

*Fwoop! Fwoop! Fwoop!*

Three spears are launched at Gorak. He tries to dodge, increasing his spin.

*Thwuk!*

A spear hits him in his right side.

"Uh!" Gorak winced in pain. He was losing velocity due to the air pressure and now the pain wouldn't let him spin as quickly. He had fallen off his planned trajectory, but he could still make it with the new angle he was going at.

*Fwoop! Fwoop! Fwoop!*

Three more spears fly at him. Dodge-dodge-dodge! He dodges all three, pushing his hardest against the atmospheric pressure. He is halfway there.

*Fwoop! Fwoop! Fwoop-fwoop! Fwoop! Fwoop-Fwoop-Fwoop!*

Several spears are launched at him at once!

*Whoop-Whoop Thwuk!*

He dodges the first two but the third hits, lodging itself in his chest and wickedly piercing its way into his heart!

"Ah!", he screams from the agony of the fatal strike. His precious crimson blood pours out.