Divine Sense?

He hurriedly raised his bone knife in a defensive manner. Just then, a fist wrapped in thick lightning mana smashed into his knife. 

Bang!!

A crisp bang sounded, the web between his forefinger and thumb split apart, and he almost lost his grip on the knife. That was not the end as the fist continued forward and smashed his chest. 

Crack!

There was a crack as several of his ribs snapped before he was sent flying, spitting out blood.

Just as he was about to crash into the ground, a scarlet light flashed, considerably slowing down his speed, which allowed him to land on his feet. However, his face had turned pale, and deep terror could be seen in his eyes.

But when he looked up, his expression turned dark because Durden was looking at him with a small smile on his face as he clenched one of his subordinates' neck and raised him into the air.