CaD the second part of this is better.

this was kinda done in a hurry since i was bored and didnt feel like watching or reading anything.

Ok now I need to remember how to kill a golem. Since it didn't have really any internal organs but was more a big block of stone I was stuck fighting against. The only weakness I soon rerealized, if that is a word, was to break the core. The core for you who don't know what it is, is a small crystal about the size of a marble that could be anywhere within this stupid, human sized thing. Oh and if my understanding of Methuselah’s tactics is right, then he must have made the core movable inside the body. Yep, I was pretty much screwed unless I got the entire thing in one major attack. But that left the question of how. As soon as I tried to first slice off its head. It blocked my blow and started pressing its own attack. I soon saw that it was fast, maneuverable, strong, and smart. A combination which would only make it harder to hit with an all encompassing attack. I could only swing at him frantically only getting the whistle of my sword hitting nothing. And every time I attempted to use my book the bloody thing came back and attack with avengence.
‘This sucker isn’t going to let me use my book. Dang it! I can’t take him out with just my swords. But how?’ That's when an interesting thought crossed my mind. ‘He is made of stone so this could work,’ I thought. However this new idea still needed me to be able bring him down at least once. I was forced to fight with him another five minutes. Until finally I was able to knock him off balance giving me a clean shot at his center. I dropped my swords forced as much energy into my hands as I could and slammed my open palms into the center of this freak. The golem shattered into thousands of pieces; none of which sadly was the core. However that was not my intention. As the stones began to reform I quickly grabbed one and kicked it at him. As it reformed into his body, I snapped my fingers. He exploded again this time the fragments were much smaller. I quickly looked and found the core; cracked but still stable and all ready calling the fragments back. I fortunately was quicker. I grabbed the core and squeezed; being rewarded by the noises of shattering glass as the core broke apart and the golem pieces fell to the ground in a heap.
I finally breathed a sigh of relief. ‘If this was a movie, this would be the point I say something cool while lighting up a cig. But I feel like I’ve forgotten something important. Something that was making me hurry.’ It took me a few seconds before I remembered. Well more like I was forced to remember when Lucifer’s face was slammed into mine. We both went flying and slammed into the side of one of the pillars. The black, dusty smoke was irritating and caused me to cough and sneeze and my eyes to water.
As I was trying to get my bearings again Lucifer grabbed the nape of my shirt collar and threw me onto another pillar. He soon followed as something, I’m not too sure what, slammed into where we had been. That pillar began to crack until it utterly shattered and all the pieces fell up. I have to admit watching something fall up was a strange experience. But it must have given Lucifer an idea since he shoved me off the side of the pillar. Now falling up yourself just felt wrong. I began to feel dizzy and wanted to barf. Lucifer followed and wrote something in his book. I felt the strange sensation of gravity shutting off again before starting back up the right direction.
If Lucifer had warned me, I might have been able to get ready and land gracefully. But he didn't, and I landed face first; the dirt here tasted just nasty. Lucifer landed like a cat and smiled at me. I threw a wad of spit soaked dirt at his face that he blocked with his hand. He looked at his hand and cringed before shaking it off and wiping his hand over his on his pants. “Next time warn me when you’re going to do that!” I yelled. “But then it would warn Methuselah,” he innocently chimed back. “Where is he?” Lucifer pointed to one of the pillars. I looked and Methuselah’s arm was reaching out from under it with his opened book not far from it. “You think he’s dead?” I asked hesitantly. He backed away and replied, “What do you think? Now go grab his book.” “Why me?!” He cleared his throat and said, “Because I’m the boss.” “What?! No you’re not! You’re just my teacher!” “Then do it for the learning experience.” “what kinda learning experience would I get from this?! And if you’re the stronger one then shouldn't you get it?!” He made a childish face. “But I’m scared. Pwease.” I saw the arm twice and knew we didn't have time to fight over this. I hurried over and grabbed the book. But then the pillar started to crack. I only had time to throw the book over to Lucifer before the pillar broke apart and a very made Methuselah grabbed me by my face. I felt extreme pain. His fingers were on fire and burning.