“She delivered a vicious blow, penetrating his rib cage, and withdrew her hand — with the ninja's still-beating heart in it. As all but Lady Catherine turned away in disgust, Elizabeth took a bite, letting the blood run down her chin and onto her sparring gown. "Curious," said Elizabeth, still chewing. "I have tasted many a heart, but I dare say, I find the Japanese ones a bit tender."Her ladyship left the dojo without giving compliment to Elizabeth's skills.”

“Elizabeth lifted her skirt, disregarding modesty, and delivered a swift kick to the creature's head.”

“A few of the guests, who had the misfortune of being too near the windows, were seized and feasted on at once. When Elizabeth stood, she saw Mrs. Long struggle to free herself as two female dreadfuls bit into her head, cracking her skull like a walnut, and sending a shower of dark blood spouting as high as the chandeliers.As guests fled in every direction, Mr. Bennet's voice cut through the commotion. "Girls! Pentagram of Death!"Elizabeth immediately joined her four sisters, Jane, Mary, Catherine, and Lydia in the center of the dance floor. Each girl produced a dagger from her ankle and stood at the tip of an imaginary five-pointed star. From the center of the room, they began stepping outward in unison - each thrusting a razor-sharp dagger with one hand, the other hand modestly tucked into the small of her back.”

“Elizabeth sheathed her sword, knelt behind him, and strangled him to death with his own large bowel.”

“Elizabeth, having rather expected to affront him, was amazed at his gallantry; and Darcy had never been so bewitched by any woman as he was by her. He really believed, that were it not for the inferiority of her connections, he should be in some danger of falling in love, and were it not for his considerable skill in the deadly arts, that he should be in danger of being bested by hers--for never had he seen a lady more gifted in the ways of vanquishing the undead.”

“Elizabeth andDarcy merely looked at one another in awkward silence, until the latter reached both arms aroundher. She was frozen-"What does he mean to do?" she thought. But his intentions wererespectable, for Darcy merely meant to retrieve his Brown Bess, which Elizabeth had affixed toher back during her walk. She remembered the lead ammunition in her pocket and offered it tohim. "Your balls, Mr. Darcy?" He reached out and closed her hand around them, and offered,"They belong to you, Miss Bennet." Upon this, their colour changed, and they were forced to lookaway from one another, lest they laugh.”

“Miss Bennet, I am quite aware of your superior talent for cutting down the Lord's forsaken flock. I merely mean to spare your gown.'Thank you,' said Elizabeth, composing herself, 'but I should rather my gown be soiled than my honor.”