“And you, Kibbles, had better lay off me. One more growl and I swear I’m going to geld you with a spoon. (Zarek)”

“I swear, Daimons or not, if you don’t behave, Z, I’m going to send you to Antarctica and leave you there to rot. (Acheron)Ooo. I’m terrified. Those killer penguins and hairy seals are really scary. (Zarek)”

“What are you? (Zarek)I’m a nymph. (Astrid)I hope you just left an important syllable off that word, princess. (Zarek)”

“You touch me again, you arrogant Ardenine swine, and I swear on the blood of Hanalea the warrior, I will geld you. Do you understand?”

“May the gods have mercy on whoever pisses them off, because Zarek and Jericho will have none for them. (Madoc)You’d better be glad I’m flattered by that. Otherwise I’d gut you. (Zarek)Ditto. (Jericho)”

“So if the punks come here, they’re going to dance with the devil and get the short end of the horn. (Zarek)No one better than my Zarek to rip someone’s head off. You two should get along famously. (Astrid)”