I never seem to have any level of restraint with you, woman.

How did you… never mind. I keep forgetting you are a demon and can travel anywhere in the blink of an eye.”
“And don’t you forget it. Anything you desire can be yours in a matter of moments.

When Morrigan and Brighid created Aerric, he had no need for emotions, he only needed to be a great warrior, and for thousands of years he was just that… the perfect killing machine.

Her ‘death’ was the only way for her to live.

The scent of the leather and the feel of the cold steel transported her back in time. “But Daddy, why can’t I have a sword and a scabbard? Dillon and Tynan have one and look, I can lift it above my head, too.” Kylah chuckled because she hadn’t lifted it above her head; she’d barely lifted the broadsword off the floor. But Cearnach was always supportive. He’d told her, “Someday, little one… someday you will be a great warrior just like your brothers.

Aerric’s skill as a fighter, along with the fact that he could not be killed, made him the ultimate weapon. Morrigan and Brighid had used the hide of a phoenix and a bit of Pandra’s dragon blood to create him.