“Belikov is a sick, evil man who should be thrown into a pit of rabid vipers for the great offense he commited against you this morning.""Thank you." I said primly. Then, I considered. "Can vipers be rabid?""I don't see why not. Everything can be. I think. Canadian geese might be worse than vipers, though.""Canadian geese are deadlier than vipers?""You ever try to feed those little bastards? They're vicious. You get thrown to vipers, you die quickly. But the geese? That'll go on for days. More suffering.""Wow. I don't know whether I should be impressed or frightened that you've thought about all of this.”

“Viper: "The dark wizard and I had a mild disagreement."Dante: "What sort of disagreement?"Viper: "I thought he should be dead and he disagreed.”

“You are a den of vipers and thieves. I intend to rout you out, and by the eternal God, I will rout you out.”

“Blood hell, what happened to you?" - DanteThe dark wisard and I had a mild disagreement." -ViperWhat sort of disagreement?" -DanteI thought he should be dead and he disagreed." -Viper”

“You hate him worse than me, you viper,’ he whispered as the stimulant cleared his brain.‘Aye, lord, but here’s the oddity of it - I love him too.’ Morgan replied, her eyes void of all emotion.”

“Something keeps me moving forward, though. A lifetime of watching the Hunger Games lets me know that certain areas of the arena are rigged for certain attacks. And that if I can just get away from this section, I might be able to move out of reach of the launchers. I might also then fall straight into a pit of vipers, but I can't worry about that now.”