Spin around and strike hard

You turn on your heel and bring down your mace. It quietly glides through the air as you fail to hit anything. You turn back around as you notice your error. Baxter is now directly in front as you as you feel his dagger pierce your armor. It pierces between your ribs as you cry out in pain. You stumbled back and fall to your knees. You grab at your wound and notice although it hurts like a bitch, it’s not a very deep cut.

“There you wanted one cut, you happy?” He says flicking your blood off his blade, sheathing it.