Forged Destiny [Book 6: Ch. 14]

A third came in for my stomach, but this time I reacted, rapidly cooling my armour there – localised in one spot. The metal became solid and turned her blow aside, deflecting it so that I earned a scratch and not a gaping wound.

Cinder's eyes widened, but I melted the armour once more before she could take advantage and launch a fireball up into my stomach. In the moment of hesitation, I drove forward and rammed my shoulder into her. Shocked, Cinder didn't try to block it.

She screamed in agony a second later. Cinder fell back quickly, throwing a huge ball of fire at me more to prevent any pursuit than cause any harm. With a free hand, she patted down her chest, revealing burned fabric that stuck painfully to skin burned pink. Even if I'd only touched her for a second, I'd burned her.

—Forged Destiny [Book 6: Ch. 14]