This Is Checkmate
"It's incomplete. This monster cannot be used to further our goals in the Gweliven Kingdom." The dwarf clicked his tongue in annoyance. "I shouldn't have been impatient. I should have continued to play it safe until this thing was born properly. Now, it's too late. This project has failed."
The Dwarf broke the bone spear that had pierced his arm, and poured a healing potion over it. His wounds healed up completely, but he wouldn't be able to fully use his arm for a few days. Since his plans had failed, he decided to leave and start from scratch.
As the man was about to leave, he heard a whistling sound coming from behind his back, and he was forced to roll to his right side to evade whatever it was. Grazing the side of his waist, an arrow shot past him, almost dealing a lethal injury to him had it hit its designated target, which was his heart.
"Dammit!" The Dwarf cursed as he opened another healing potion and poured its contents on his injury.