[Soul Reaper] hit Ragnar's chest with three elements stacked behind the edge, magma softening, ice cracking, lightning following, and the saber that had split blacksteel plate on lesser dwarves skated across the fused armor-flesh and left a glowing score one fingernail deep.
Ragnar's answer was a hammerfist that cratered the rock where Quinlan's skull had been a fraction of a heartbeat earlier.
Wind carried the dodge into a spinning slash aimed at the seam between Ragnar's fused shoulder plate and his neck, the narrowest gap in his armor where plate met flesh.
The saber found it, bit shallow, and the scratch closed before blood had time to fall. Three elements in one strike aimed at the weakest point Quinlan could find, and the whole sequence bought him nothing.
