Forged Destiny [Book 4: Ch. 10]

A copper pot attached to the wall caught my eye, and a quick sniff told me it was oil for the lanterns, or maybe even for archers to fire flaming arrows at approaching Grimm. I took it instead, upending it onto the blade of my weapon, tilting it down so that the excess ran down the fuller towards the tip. As the Beowolf fell onto all fours and rushed towards me, bowling lesser Grimm out of the way. My eyes glowed a pale blue.

"Stoke the Forge," I whispered, touching two fingers to the soaked blade.

It erupted into flame – and my eyes flickered pale blue behind it.

—Forged Destiny [Book 4: Ch. 10]