With a shocked face, he lowered his head to look at his stomach to find it bleeding profusely.
The Elf's hand touched his skin making it unable for him to see what she had just stabbed him with.
He wanted to laugh as always saying that at most she could make him bleed a little blood but she could do nothing more.
But somehow he couldn't bear the pain this time and thus couldn't bring himself to smile, let alone to laugh.
He looked at the Elf's face to find that she was calm. A bit too calm. As if she had already expected this to happen.
But how? He had already told her how strong he was. How can she be confident to defeat him?
What exactly did she use to stab him?
He held her hand and dragged it outside his flesh and wanted to see the weapon in her arm but before he could do so, he found himself feeling a bit dizzy.
Looks like he had lost too much blood and was unable to stand strong anymore.