Running at full speed, your face collides with the other orc's foot. The kick sends you reeling. As you struggle to regain your sense of direction, the orc grabs you by the back of the head and slams you face first into to nearest wall. You fall to the ground, but you quickly kick him in the gut.
He backs off for a moment to catch his breath, allowing you to get up. Once on your feet, you move in to attack. Fists flying. You mange to connect with a few blows, before kicking the orc in the groin. He doubles over in pain and you deliver another kick, this time to his face, wondering how he likes getting kicked in the face. He falls to the ground, but not for long.
Not wanting to give him another chance to hit you, you take a couple more swings at him. You have no such luck this time, this time, he catches one of your fists. Though instead of twisting, jerking, or kicking, he pulls your forearm up to his jaw and bites down. Pain rips through your arm, and you quickly punch him in the eye with your other hand to get him to let loose of your arm.
You cuickly back off to inspect the damage. To your suprise, your arm was not broken, but you don't think you can move most of your fingers.
You look up again just in time to watch yourself get punched in the eye. As you stumble around, you feel someone grab the back of your head again. Someone, just happens to be your opponent. He uses his leverage to move you over to the nearest wall, where he slams your head into it over and over.
The world goes blurry and you suddenly feel very tired.
What would you like to do?
Decide the sword is not worth it and go about your business.
Crawl outside and see if there's room in the pig pen for you.