Forged Destiny [Book 5: Ch. 5]

My knees dug into Faith's side. The mare, eager for action, surged forward. Wind whipped across my face and I kept my head low, at the level of the mare's as it bobbed up and down in its rich, green caparison.

[...]

One of the smaller equine-Grimm rushed after a wounded Vale soldier. It reared up, knocking aside his hasty parry with its hooves. The soldier fell and the Grimm rose up to crash down on his skull.

Crocea Mors cleaved through its neck before it could.

—Forged Destiny [Book 5: Ch. 5]