I Can't Always Come To Your Aid

The punches he felt sent him crashing to the ground. The pain was washing over him in waves. When the Blightbeast finished punching him, it sank its jagged teeth into his shoulder, but it couldn't do as much damage due to his scales blocking some of its teeth.

But he still felt the creature crush his already damaged bones, causing him to cry out in pain, but that wasn't the end of it. The beast punched him again, and the impact reverberated through his whole body.

As he lay dazed, the creature's relentless assault continued. Its powerful jaws tore into his flesh, ripping away chunks of his skin. Each bite was like a vice grip of agony, and Archer's fearless resistance began to waver.

Bloodied and battered, his vision blurred as he struggled to fend off the Blightbeast's onslaught. His strength was fading, and the excruciating pain made it difficult to concentrate. Despite his best efforts, he found himself overwhelmed by the creature.