The rabbis paled. I’d managed to terrify holy men. Maybe I could beat up a nun for an encore.

You said sloppy! Look, I didn't even use my sword; I hit him with my head, like a moron.

Every time I think you’ve reached the limits of arrogance, you show me new heights. Truly, your egotism is like the Universe—ever expanding.

My investigative technique mostly consisted of going through the list of interested parties and making as much noise as possible, until the culprit lost his patience and tried to shut me up.

I turned and bumped my head against his chest a few times. It was the nearest hard surface.

Shapeshifter parenting motto—if your kid slits somebody's throat, always have a backup plan to make the body disappear.