Roll!

Your eyes widen comically as you tense up, watching the creatures writhing arm shoot down towards you, but your natural will to survive kicks in and you make a clumsy move to roll, barely getting halfway through the motion before the creatures blow connects on your legs. With a meek sound from you and a angered grunt from the beast, you find yourself being lifted up, whipped about, and thrown back, soaring gracefully through the air before landing pitifully in the grass.

You take a moment, wiping the dirt from your face and hopping back up, somehow relatively unscathed, but you find standing in one spot to be a challenge, feeling a little dizzy after having been shaken around so much. You slowly refocus, drawing your sword and taking a proper stance as the beast lumbers towards you.

For something so intimidating, it's not very fast, and some small part of you feels at least a bit hopeful that you'll be able to beat it. You steady your blade smiling nervously as you approach, looking around the strange golem for any sort of weakness.. The best option you can see is gap in the armor, that looks like it's crumbled away from the years of rust splotching it's surface.