“I eat haughty, arrogant, manipulative, self-important bitches like you for breakfast, sugar. And then I go back for seconds.”

“Why couldn't she pick a nice, dark, quiet, deserted spot to do her evil machinations in?""Because she's an arrogant bitch and her main goal in life is to frustrate you before she kills you," Finn quipped.”

“You do realize that the cost of that bracelet is within spitting distance of my going rate as an assassin, right?” “You mean your going rate back when you were actually killing people for money,” Finn said. “Or as I like to call them— the good ole days.”

“For a moment, I almost felt sorry for her. Then the bitch blasted me with her water magic, and I got over it.”

“Are you coming along peaceful-like, or am I going to have to hog-tie you and put you in the car?”

“I will destroy you. No matter how long it takes, no matter what it costs me. I won’t sleep, I won’t eat. I won’t do anything but plot your downfall. I will mow down your men like they’re weeds. I’ll kill so many of them so viciously, so brutally, so horribly that no one will dare to work for you. And sooner or later, I’ll get you too.”

“The people I've killed over the years, yeah I did most of them for the money. Because being an assassin was a job and one that I was good at. But the biggies, all the folks I've taken on in recent months......they've all practice for you bitch.”