"His sword slashed down towards Archaon’s head, and then there was a flash of light, and pain and he was falling back– back onto the ground.
‘I hoped you would run,’ Archaon said solemnly. The Slayer of Kings hung loosely in his hand, its edge red with blood. It had cut through Canto’s armour as if it were nothing."

- Josh Reynolds, Lord of the End Times page, pg 131