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282 pages, ebook
First published April 7, 2023
Hello, rock. Greetings, hard place. Glad to be between you both this fine Vancouver morning.
Hanging above the bar, almost invisible in the shadows, was a silver war hammer. The “Hammer” of the Crow and Hammer. A thick, heavy, symmetrical head at the end of a long, aged wood haft. Why, hello there. I didn’t need to be stronger or smarter than my enemies; I just needed a bigger stick. I was sure Zylas would approve.
“You don’t speak demonic, do you?” I was fairly confident that Hellbeast Languages 101 wasn’t a standard abjuration course. But I was just a lowly psycho warper, so what did I know? “No,” she admitted. “But the syntax doesn’t match. And think about it. Most of it is a meaningless interjection. How would he translate it?” I frowned. She took a hand off the wheel to hold up a finger. “Also, he said he would teach you ‘one thing.’ Not necessarily the thing you asked for.” “Eshanā hh’ainun mailēshta,” I whispered to myself, mulling over each syllable. Then I weighed it against its alleged English counterpart: “Yippee-ki-yay, m—”