Arc Royale [Ch. 25]

"Ashari, blind him!" Cinder ordered, summoning a wave of fire that Knight slammed through without a hint of damage. "Null, now!"

Ashari felt the uncomfortable dip that was his aura vanishing out from under him, then heard the shots. Two gunshots, two impacts landing directly on Knight's chest. They pierced through his clothing with ease, and even slammed into his body. Blood splattered out of him. A tiny, tiny amount of blood. Nine millimetre rounds fired at such close range should have gone deeper. These looked like they'd done superficial damage at best, as if Knight's skin itself was so thick it took most of the momentum.

For all he knew, it had.

[...]

RPG meant, what, health points? Constitution? Ashari opened fire from a distance and watched the bullets plink away at Knight. He didn't seem to have aura, or it wasn't the same, but his endurance was flat-out miles above theirs.

—Arc Royale [Ch. 25]