“Well, I have to say it’s mighty nice of them Daimons to clean up after themselves when you kill them. It’s much better than slaying an Arcadian. (He held his hands up to them.) Look, Ma, no mess. (Fang)Does Fang have an off switch? (Talon)(Looking a bit apologetic, Vane shook his head no.)”

“Well", Fang said, mimicking a thick Southern drawl. "I must say its mighty nice of them Daimons to clean up after themselves when you kill them" He held his hands up to them. "Look Ma, no mess.""Does Fang have an off switch?" Talon asked Vane.”

“Does Fang have an off switch? Talon asked Vane.”

“Fang, I think you better stop or Talon might turn you into a wolf kabob. (Vane)”

“What? It's not my fault I stab all the fanged people. They shouldn't look like Daimons. (Tabitha)I didn't look like a Daimon, but you stabbed me. (Valerius)Yeah, well, you looked like a lawyer so I had to kill you. It was a moral imperative. (Tabitha)”

“Fury wagged his tail and smiled wickedly, then tried to look up Bride’s dress. Vane caught him quickly by the neck. “Stop!” he snarled mentally to Fury. “Or I’ll rip your head off.”Bride frowned at them. “Don’t you like my wolf?”“Yeah,” Van said, patting him roughly on the head. “He’s my new best friend.”“I’m your only friend, dickhead.”Vane balled his fist in the wolf’s fur as a warning to him. “You know you have to be firm with wolves. Let them know who the alpha is.”“Your father?”Vane smacked Fury’s head.“Ow!””

“What does this Daimon look like? (Xedrix)He’s tall and blond. (Kyle)Well, that narrows it down to every Daimon here except Stryker. What would that be? Several thousand of them? Could you be a bit more specific and if you tell me he was dressed in black, I’ll kill you myself and spare me the agony of dying. (Xedrix)”