You're not going down without a fight

You watch with dismay as your newfound friends abandoned you to your fate. The Wolfling clan leader throws Eliza's corpse overhead and turns to stare at you. It is nearly twice your height and width. Its arms are thick with muscle, and in one clawed arm held a crude axe.

"Little man. Even your friends have fled. Just surrender, and we will make this painless."

"Never!" you scream and swing your weapon. It clashes with his axe with a loud clang, but his strength is more than a match for yours. The clan leader pushes you back.

Not backing down, you shrug off the Wolflings that had tried to jump on you and used Ground Slam this time. Having no way to prevent the skill, the clan leader does take damage from the ability, but it was nothing compared to his considerable health pool.

"Weak!" He screams and swings his axe at you. You take the attack directly, resulting in a sizable chunk of your health disappearing.

Hit points: 118/172

You yelp from the impact. Looking around, you see at least a dozen Wolflings left surrounding you, and the clan leader right in front. Things are looking really dire.