Kingfisher didn't pay him a lick of attention. He was still glaring at me. “This sword has slain thousands,” he seethed. “I wouldn't have thought that was anything to brag about,” I replied. “You should probably get it looked at.” “Hah!” Renfis stuffed his fist into his mouth, biting down on his knuckles as he tried to swallow down his laughter.

