Forged Destiny [Book 4: Ch. 10]

I barely had the time for it, my eyes focused on my prey as I danced forward, not giving it the chance to react as I lashed out for its throat. It batted the attack aside and lunged for my head, but I ducked and swept under, cutting across its ankles and severing one, the sword cauterising the wound before it had even the chance to bleed. The Grimm roared in fury – pain alien to it – but went silent as I buried the sword in its mouth, cutting through tongue cheek and bone to skewer its head.

With a grunt, I pushed it to the side and placed my foot against it, kicking it free of my blade and sending it crashing down from the wall.

—Forged Destiny [Book 4: Ch. 10]