Each time the blade struck, the shield shook painfully.
The scythe form of the Mystic Code ranked second in attack power among the forms
available to it. In contrast, the shield now deployed wasn't restricted to just pure
defensive power, but held another secret. Though it took some time, in order to buy
that time, it took the form of a shield.
Once the blade struck for the sixth time, a wooshing noise accompanied a burst of
countless flames erupting from the face of the shield.
"-Reverse!"
Together with my voice, magical energy burst forth from the flames. Though it was of
course nothing compared to Rhongomyniad, it was nevertheless a burst of
concentrated, high density magical energy. For some types of creatures, like the
thorned monster in front of me, it carried a powerful offensive force.
Blasted apart, the complicated network of thorned tentacles fell to pieces, losing its
shape.

The Case Files of Lord El-Melloi II, Volume 3, Chapter 3, Part 5