Reynold tightened the shortsword in his hand, as he let out one final breath before charing towards the golems.
The golems were five, each having their weak point rune hiding somewhere.
The first Golem, the one the rune-core Reynold had spotted close to the head, also charged towards Reynold as it brought its arm that was more like a stonelike arm down in a crushing sweep directly at Reynold.
Reynold lower his body quickly, making the air from the miss ruffling his hair.
He propelled himself forward quickly in a low sprint.
"Nice move, cadet..." Professor Galen started to shout, but the Golem was faster like he was expecting the move.
The golem left fist snapped out in a clashing blow.
Reynold tried to dodge but he was not fast enough. The iron-hard knuckles of the golem scraped across the left side of his face, sending pain to his body and he felt a trickle of blood on his cheekbone.
