Pyrhha's Spear 3: It Strikes Back

Her spear came up and when she threw it, her aim was true for all that she could only barely see me. I saw her squint against the light of the flames, extend her arm with the throw, and knew that though she was all but blind, I still probably couldn’t dodge.

Once again, I didn’t even bother trying. With all of her strength behind it, the spear drove me off my feet, to the ground, and then carved a furrow in the arena’s floor as it pushed me back. Her strength and control over magnetism became a force that even I couldn’t stand against as I was now—I slammed full force into the back wall, barely slowing down on the way.

It didn’t matter, I thought, quickly healing myself. She might have been trying to distract me, to keep me out of the fight until she could close in and try to end it, but if so, it wouldn’t work. I wasn’t alone in this fight—I was never alone.