Trail of Lightning (The Sixth World Book 1)

by Rebecca Roanhorse

I’m no hero. I’m more of a last resort, a scorched-earth policy. I’m the person you hire when the heroes have already come home in body bags.

“Mags? It’s a nickname. Do you like it? Someone told me that you’re supposed to give girls a nickname. It makes them like you.” “Someone’s lying to you.”

“How can you be so calm about going into a fight to the death? Even if you do survive, you’re going to have to kill to do it.” “It won’t be the first time.” “It won’t be the—!” he sputters. “Won’t even be the first time this week.”