“I assumed he’d kill me, not my people. (Stryker)The man’s name is War. Did that not clue you in about his personality? This would be tantamount to meeting Peone and expecting the goddess of retaliation to forgive you and blithely walk away to let you live a happy life. (Zephyra)”

“Swear it on your life. (Zephyra)That I can never do. (Stryker)Why can’t you? (Zephyra)Because you are my life, and I can’t live another day without you. (Stryker)”

“A woman after my own heart. (Stryker)You’re absolutely right about that. Nothing would please me more than ripping that organ out of you and feasting on it. (Zephyra)”

“You bit me? (Stryker)We use what we have. (Zephyra)That’s such a girl move. (Stryker)But it works. Maybe if you fought like a girl and not a stunted baboon, you’d actually win. (Zephyra)”

“Gods, how I’ve missed you. (Stryker)I hate you with every beat of my heart. (Zephyra)”

“So I conjured one of the brokers and promised him my soul if he’d protect her. (Zephyra)You can’t do that. Only a demon can. (Stryker)You’re such a brainiac, baby. And to think, I thought I married you for those amazing abs. Who knew all that brainpower was buried under those bulging biceps? (Zephyra)”

“She’s my wife. (Stryker)Was. You seem to have forgotten an important verb tense. (Zephyra)”