Forged Destiny [Book 3: Ch. 11]

A sword almost cut my cheek, thrust into my face as I leaned to the side and used my gauntleted hand to knock it away. My shield came up, catching a flanged mace that sent painful vibrations up my arm and into my shoulder. Something else struck from behind, hitting me in the lower back but being absorbed by my new, thicker armour.

There were too many of them. This was insane!

Rolling to the side to build distance, I surged back up and lashed out at the first enemy to reach me.

—Forged Destiny [Book 3: Ch. 11]