Skinpeeler's shot

And never saw the blade. I felt a sharp stab down through my jacket into the meat of my trapezius. I immediately let go of my legs and fell along with it. The move saved my life. If I’d stayed standing, he would have stabbed straight down between my clavicle and first rib, into my heart from above. An expertly aimed kill strike. As it was, I fell and twisted and my butt slammed into the steel walkway and I felt the blade rip down my back.
-Sledge vs. The Labyrinth pg. 93