(Scars do not appear to be cause of death –shock ... - Bad Request

Iron and steel clashed in the distance as the thug's fleshy fingers dug into my
throat, shoving me against the ground while his other hand gripped that axe
close to the blade. The man's neck was too bullishly thick to break.
"No dagger, no fancy magic. None o' them yeller Ert-Agh brothers to back ye
up. Outnumbered t' boot. Things 're lookin' grim, aye?"
My voice came out in a croak, more pitched and soft than my normal gruff
rumble, "You- can't- kill me..."
"Nay, that's why I'm gonna mess ye up nice 'n slow. Say yer prayers, ye
hideous freak." The blade edged towards my face.
I groaned. "I'm not particularly religious." With that, I plunged my thumb
into the man's eye socket.
He screamed, his fingers losing their grip on the heavy axe, which tumbled
down and bit into my other shoulder. I winced as the thug reeled back, my
thumb still gripping him from the inside of his skull. We tumbled over each
other until I straddled his chest, forcing my thumb deeper until it broke the
eggshell-thin bone at the back of his eye socket, probing into his brain until
he gurgled and foamed at the mouth, his words melting into an incoherent
ramble.
"But if that's what you want, I wish you peace in the afterlife..." one last
shove silenced him forever: a quick death. I pulled my thumb out in a spurt
of blood and brain-fluid. Thick and foamy spittle bubbled and trickled from
his mouth.
After that, it was simply a matter of taking care of the stragglers.
With their leader fallen and Dak'kon's blade felling them like autumn leaves,
the thugs fled so quick that even Morte's more colorful jeers (regarding their
sexuality and their ancestry back three generations) could do nothing to
draw them back to the meat grinder of battle.
"You okay, chief?" Morte had a crack here and there, and a fracture forming
along his jaw. Dak'kon looked to be untouched.
I swayed, giggling stupidly from blood loss, "I'm- fine. But you need a
healer." I coughed up another gobbet of blood, but already I could feel the
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