Sleeping Dragon Imagine Dragons

Mind if I jump in right' here? to keep the order as per usual? Anyway, imma give this guy a concussion 

Goliath woke up with a blurry view. He croaked a faint bark helplessly, then turned to his side, facing his leader dragging away the barely-alive intruder. What had happened? He felt as though he had dreamed terribly, and only woke up with the most terrible migraine. 

Most of the blood simply covered his left eye. He's nauseous, barely holding back vomiting on the floor, and tries to stand up. If he could groan, he would. But right now, if he opened his mouth, the only thing that would come out would be bile. His body felt quite fine, other than the parts of his neck and ribs where he was numb, the only thing he felt that received serious trauma would be his head.

He tried to walk to his leader, but his coordination turned to shit, and instead simply stumbled down towards her. He remembered his opponent, they put up quite a fight for someone so small. He didn't understand what the Heda was simply keeping him down there. What was she going to do, keep him captive?

"Hello..." he croaked, he didn't understand why, but right now, that would have been the funniest thing he had heard. Holding back laughter, he coughed, and blood splattered on the fresh white snow beneath.