The bar connected with Wyatt's forearm, just above the wrist and he felt the blow all the up his arm. The force it almost knocked the knife from his hand, but grimly he held on as he jerked away and tried to avoid the blade he saw comin' in fast.

He felt the knife snag on his suit, but no pain... no pain until he managed to get a few steps between them and saw the blood.

Dark and thick and already seeping through the fabric just above his belt.

Then came the fire, like he'd swallowed hot coals.