Forged Destiny [Book 5: Ch. 6]

The attack came in slowly. Too slowly. I stepped to the side and lashed out, catching the sword on the guard of mine and twisting it to the side. My body moved in, checking my opponent's. A draw back, while they were over-extended, allowed me to ram my elbow into their chest, before the sword came around and hovered over their throat, ready to slice through flesh and arteries.

Ellayne fell back to the grass with a gasp. Her sword slapped down beside her.

"Not bad," I said, feeling that it was – bad, that is – but not so bad as to be hopeless.

—Forged Destiny [Book 5: Ch. 6]