How you figure that, grom? Your mother’s the Destroyer. It’s a title she not only earned, but one she relishes. And you’re sending me in with only a few Charonte as backup. What did I ever do to you? (Savitar)
Man up, Sav. You’re whining like a little girl. (Acheron)
If your mother has her way, she’ll turn me into one, and I look like shit in pink. Thanks, kid. (Savitar)

Author: Sherrilyn Kenyon