Forged Destiny [Book 8: Ch. 6]

His eyes flashed with power.

A Skill! I held back instantly, wanting as much distance between us to react.

He drew a circle in the air with his weapon and then pointing it towards me and whispering, "Four Flowering Petals."

My eyes widened.

That was my Skill.

Four attacks. Simultaneous. He didn't take a step towards me or strike at all, but my instincts screamed that four attacks were coming, and I just about saw the glimmer of red light before the firs struck. I tried to block it, bringing Crocea Mors up, but it slammed down onto my shoulder. Another caught me on my right, above my hip. The third scored my left, under my armpit – and the fourth cut a large gash into my thigh, dropping me to one knee.

They were impossibly fast. Impossible to block.

—Forged Destiny [Book 8: Ch. 6]