The Miraculous Shield

As the sword plunged deeper into his chest, its cruel tip nearing his heart, Romethra was consumed by excruciating pain. With blood filling his mouth, he let out a feral scream, his rage overpowering the agony.

"Arghhhh!!!!!"

In a last-ditch effort, he summoned all his remaining strength, channeling it into his shoulder muscles. They bulged and tensed, the increased resistance making it impossible for the sword to penetrate any further. Veins throbbed on his forehead as he fought to maintain his desperate grip on life.

"Just a little bit more!" Mary's muscles strained with the effort as she tried to drive the sword deeper. Every inch was a battle against Romethra's formidable strength. Beads of sweat formed on her forehead, her breaths labored. She knew that just a little more, and she could end this threat for good. The blade trembled with the force exerted upon it, inching ever so slowly towards its fatal destination.