Gix - Impales Dwarf with pickaxe

That simple clarity of purpose impelled his pickax cleanly into the head of a dwarf. The little barbarian trembled for a moment on the pick. It had punched through the top of the thing’s head like a snake’s fang into an egg. The tip must have been lodged in the dwarf’s spine to make it shudder like that. Gix lifted the pick, and the barbarian came up with it. No matter. Gix’s arms were longer and stronger than they had been. With their bulging sheen and the thick stalks of hair that jutted from them, they seemed almost the legs of a giant fly. Midstride, Gix gave the pickax a shake. Limp and bloody, the dwarf flopped stupidly off it. Gix impatiently spun the haft and brought the ax down to kill another dwarf.

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The Thran, Chapter 22