Some kind of metal mace with a spherical end

Picking up the weapon, James felt a surge of confidence and masculine confidence. It seemed to hold a strange liquid weight in end of it.
Standing up James confidence faded ever so slightly. A beast this size he wasn't sure he could dodge out of its reach. But he had to try. Holding the strange mace in both hands he rushed the massive white haired beast raising the weapon.

As James began to put his weight into the blow the beast nimbly leaped back and out of range. The strange weight of the weapon knocked James off balance. He turned to look at his feet, finding his footing, but when he looked up he couldn't see the beast.
The next thing he felt was immense pressure, a brief sharp sensation, and the sensation of movement. Like a ragdoll, James was pinned beneath the foot of the beast, which had leaped into the air as nimble as a grasshopper.
James gasped. His mind trying not to grasp his mortal wounds.

As he bled, his vision slowly grew darker, as he watched the enormous beast descend upon his beloved. Before black became all he knew.
(You're a bloodtinge/dexterity build, don't grab a strength/arcane weapon)