-and straight into the bolt of arcane might the sorcerer fired at him. In a motion almost too quick to see, Jacques reached for his belt, hooked his hoof into the grip of his rapier, and drew it forth. It was an upwards swipe, Jacques rearing on his rear hooves with the motion. The blade caught the arrow of magic dead on, which should’ve cut through the metal and into its target. The sword sparked with furious intensity, and the arrow was guided up along its length, being flung upwards into the air and safely away. Thunder narrowed his eyes at the sparking sword, noting tiny, almost imperceptible runic markings along not the flat of the blade, but the edge itself. Now how on earth could a simple sell sword have the coin necessary for that level of enchantment?