Forged Destiny [Book 8: Ch. 11]

I didn't see any of that, too focused on driving Crocea Mors down against Vernal's curved blades, trying to split her head in two. I pressed down, resting all my weight on the sword. Even if she was a higher Level, she couldn't keep up with my A-Stat Strength. The blade inched lower.

Cursing, Vernal spat into my face, catching my eye. I hissed and faltered for a second, which was enough for her to roll and drive a knee into my side, dislodging me. Crocea Mors slammed into and through the decking. I had the presence of mind to roll in the other direction, tearing my weapon out the shattered wood as I did.

—Forged Destiny [Book 8: Ch. 11]