If someone like you showed up to abduct me, I'd let you.

He's an angel. Isn't he supposed to love everyone, even the damned? Especially when said damned are his drinking buddies.

What's with all the running, anyway? I mean, I realize the importance of stamina and all that, but shouldn't I be moving on to something with a little hitting? They're still killing me in group practice.” "Maybe you should hit harder.

Fiery and sweet, all at the same time. A flame in the dark, lighting my way.

You've got to take it on faith that the enemy of your enemy is your friend.

Is it possible to specialize in more than one element?" She laughed and shook her head. "No. Too much power. No one could handle all that magic, not without losing her mind." Oh. Great.

Was it weird having a witch grandma? Scary? Was she always, like, threatening to cast spells if you were bad?" "Most of the time she just threatened to send me to my room." "That doesn't sound so scary to me." "That's because you haven't met her.