Going hunting part 2

"Come here you fat ugly pig" Finrod declared, holding out the sword and placing its hilt on the tree for support.

The boar oblivious to what Finrod had in mind zoomed forward and just as it was about to hit him, a few inches of the sword went through its shoulder making it cry in pain but that didn't stop it. Finrod's hand shook from the sword handling such force from the boar, he was even afraid the sword was going to snap however to his luck it didn't and the boar fixed its eyes on him once again, the pain causing it to boil.

It gazed at the pale elf in front of it and swung up its snout against him, throwing him up like he was a leaf in the wind.

"Ughhh." Finrod groaned, feeling pain in his abdomen that was just hit, it felt like he was going to burst. He couldn't control his body as he remained up above flinging in the air until finally, he fell–right on the boar's hairy back.