"Ugh!" Giffy grunted as he spat out blood. He had gotten knocked to the ground by the orc after only one punch. Giffy had forgotten he was weak after he won his fight against the massive berserker, although he was still confident he could defeat this orc since he had two shortswords compared to the orc's tiny dagger that Giffy assumed the orc didn't have much practice with, since the orc was using a crossbow at first.

Instantly the orc was on Giffy trying to slice his throat with the dagger. Giffy was using his larger sword Desolation to try and turn the weight of the dagger on his opponent, while using his smaller sword Nightbane as insurance to make sure the dagger stayed away from him. Obviously the orc wasn't an experienced close quarters fighter, because he was going for a kill like a peasant defending herself. Giffy planned to use this to his advantage, but first he needed to either change positions or get to his feet. It all depended on if the orc thought he could out power Giffy with a much smaller weapon or if the orc thought he would have a better chance on his feet.