This is a shield of darkness, made of energy


Someone aims a hard blow at your shield, deflecting it back and denting it.
Something crumbles under the force of the deflection!
The darkness moves back in.
Someone has a few scratches.

And this is the guy who did it ...

General Forbrin brings a fluted mithril mace about with a compact backhand swing at you.
General Forbrin's backhanded blow maims you!

Also...

General Forbrin turns slightly green, but it passes.
General Forbrin aims a hard blow at your shield, deflecting it back and denting it.
An ice-rimmed shield crumbles under the force of the deflection!
The aura of coldness leaves you.
General Forbrin has a few scratches.