The dragon took his other arm. But he is still a dragonslayer, no matter what.

You and I. We’re going back. People are dying because of this beast. It must be stopped. And we will take the dragon this time, and water the ground with its blood.

He couldn't move. Running would get him killed. Fighting would get him killed. …Standing where he was, trembling and sweating, would get him killed.

She was the kind of woman a person could die over or kill over.

Whoever had said that appearances were deceiving was only partially right; they could also be deadly.

...Don't insult readers by questioning the extent of their imaginations. Most need only to be nudged to solve a good mystery.