Maximum damage. It was the beginning of the end. Either we would fail or not. At least we could say we tried.

With a touch of sarcasm. "Glass is an amazing material. Versatile.

Rand rubbed his hands over his face. His anger had dissipated. “I’m sorry, Yelena. I was backed into a corner and I couldn’t get out without hurting someone.

Nothing says you care for me better than offering to torture my enemies.

Every person has the latent ability to read minds and influence the physical world without touching it, but they don't have the ability to connect with the power source.

Love trumps logic?" "Every time.

They actually think I would abandon the Commander. they have no concept of loyalty.