Lacking any sort of stabbing implement Daniel resorted to his fists, throwing a series of jabs that connected solidly with David's face.
David rocked back on his heels from the strikes, but his arm came up and seized Daniel by the neck.
Daniel panicked as memories of being choked out resurfaced and he surged backwards, out of David's grip.
It was dangerous getting into range with David, he kept throwing punches.
"Go down you moron!"
Daniel tried sweeping David's legs out from under him, but David was like a tree and stayed upright.
A second shotgun blast tore Daniel off his feet, he ended up against a bush holding his side, blood seething from the ragged wound.
Daniel tried to rise but a piece of firewood cracked him across the temple.
He went limp in a heap on the forest floor.