Diamantine (Weapons and Wielders, #2)

by Andrew Rowe

I’d been sent on a mission by an old wizard, pretty much like what you’d expect out of an embarrassingly typical start to a heroic journey.

<Who said anything about romance? I was just thinking the two of you could…you know, sword and sheath.>

[Survive for ten minutes.] A smirk crossed my lips. The real question wasn’t if I could survive ten minutes — it was if the room could survive ten minutes with me.

I punched a wall. There was no good reason for that, I just needed to do it.