Jalut the True
Jalut closed his eyes with a smug grin. "Fuhahaha! Very well!" He laughed jovially and closed his eyes. Six knives came flying at him, his halberd drawing a massive arc that shattered all the surrounding area with its sheer pressure as he smashed the ground, deflecting the six.
"ONE!!"
This ridiculous force went beyond just deflective, behind that shock-wave no attack with that level of power could breach his axe's storm. The walls and pillars of support began to cave in under the pressure while knives flew all over the place. Even those who did slip through just bounced off his armor harmlessly. Not that he saw or meant to deflect them, it just happened to be something as careless as a dramatic fly swatting.
Heehee, interestiiiiiiiing....
Eyes closed, with a tremendous stomp he forced the current floor to crumble under his step, sending everything off balance while the fleeing people below screamed, crushed by the rubble. He lunged towards the maid with his halberd, playfully intending to skewer her like meat on a stick he'd later snack on. It was like seeing a literal comet of death!
"TWO!!"