Dragoncrest Cliffs this maudlin moment

Fuck, he thought, gritting his teeth. Alive and out there, somewhere. Ready to fuck someone up again. He'd have to ask Aure--when in a better state of mind, of course--what he looked like and all. Anyone came around here matching that description, he'd bite first, ask questions later.

And before you say, "Oh, blah, blah, he's doing it for that pussy," like, just remember that Verx was liable to fuck somebody's shit up, anyway. Being a knight protecting a damsel in distress just gave him a reason.

Happy to hear it, he murmured, pulling her tighter. He laughed softly at the sentiment she concluded with, shaking his head. You can drown me in anything you want, baby. I can take it. (Boy, wouldn't it be funny if that came back to bite him in the ass later?) Bounkola, he'll die. I promise I'll make it so. Maybe not now, or even a few seasons from now. . .but he'll fucking pay.