Sword and Shield, I'm a Swordsman

I draw my sword and ready my shield as I approach. The heavy chain mail armour I wear clinks as I move, but the slime does not seem to notice. It is not clear what kind of senses it has, as it has neither eyes nor ears or any other obvious sensory organs, but eventually it notices that I am near. It tries to get away from me, but cannot slide away fast enough, and I strike it with my sword.

My blade cuts into the slimy body of the creature, which quivers and shakes, but it is not dead yet. It forms a pseudopod that strikes out toward my face but my reactions are faster and it hits my shield with a splattering noise. The **** of the blow is surprising, but I have a strong body from all those years of training, so I manage to deflect it.

I stab it, and the blade feels like it has hit something with a different consistency from the rest of the creature and now it seems to quiver and shake, which I have heard is a sign that it is going to die. I run backwards a few steps just in time as it explodes. My shield catches a small chunk of the creature's remains but I am otherwise unscathed.

I wipe my sword and my shield against some nearby bushes and tree trunks in disgust, wary for any other possible monsters nearby.