Forged Destiny [Book 1: Ch. 9]

Another slash to its leg brought forth more blood, this time an audible grunt issuing from the Ursa.

We were doing it. Nora cheered as she dodged another attack, spinning her hammer in return and hitting it on what would have been the wrist of a human. The giant arm shuddered, the beast roaring its displeasure, but the ginger-haired girl had already backed away. Blake took that chance to leap onto its back, catching a spike in one hand and climbing her way higher. It didn't seem to notice, something I was keen to maintain.

"Come on," I shouted, slamming my sword into its hind leg, gasping at the impact. I must have hit bone, for my arms vibrated painfully. Gritting my teeth, I forced myself on, cutting into it once more, but this time aiming for flesh and muscle.

—Forged Destiny [Book 1: Ch. 9]