"Your soul is drenched black with the blood of your victims, my dear, and that is why you can't see it. When you die, that heavy blood filled essence will sink to the bottom of the earth where you will..."
- Maria V. Snyder
"Two men. I had just killed two men. A killing machine, I hadn't even hesitated. Fear and rage settled deep in my chest, forming a layer of ice around my heart."
"with a touch of sarcasm. “Glass is an amazing material. Versatile,"
"followed a step behind. My thoughts churned as my emotions seesawed"
"I mulled over the implications and decided not to waste my time worrying about what everyone else thought, or to bother attempting to change their perceptions. My time at the Keep was just a stopover...."
"I could admire his skills, and be relieved when he was on my side in a fight. But for a rat to like the cat? That scenario ended only one way. With one dead rat."
"But they fight in the name of the creator." "I don't care if they fight in the name of broccoli. The goal remains the same."
"We don't take orders from you, Sergeant." Quain said. "Your man tried to assassi"
"Hasn’t stopped us before. And besides, if they wanted to kill us, we’d be dead by now and would be having an entirely different conversation. I wonder if I’d still be mad at you, or if we would talk i..."
"Care to explain?” Ari asked.“Didn’t you see my signals?”“Yeah. But they didn’t make sense. Five into one and it’s an intrusion.”“It’s an illusion! Five of them are an illusion.”“That’s not the signal ..."