He Who Fights with Monsters (He Who Fights with Monsters, #1)

by Shirtaloon

“So let me guess. I fight the thing and find out my abilities don’t work on it because you can’t poison or bleed out a pile of rocks. I get the snot kicked out of me, you step in to save me and I learn an important lesson about failure and picking your battles. Is that more or less the idea?” “I think he’s got your number, Rufus,” Gary chortled. “Um, yes,” Rufus said, reaching to take the paper back. “It’s fine; you don’t have to do it.” “No, I’m doing it,” Jason said, keeping the paper. He marched off in the direction of the village gate.

“Not that book,” Rufus said. “I mean… the book.” “The book book?” “Yes,” Rufus said. “The book book.” “What’s the book book?” Gary asked. Jason opened his eyes. “Why is everyone making chicken noises?” he asked.

Through it all moved Jason, like a demon conducting an orchestra of the damned.

“I still can’t believe you gave him all that money,” Gary said as they made their way through the crowd. “It’s an investment.” “In what? That guy spends all his money on helping sick poor people.” “But imagine a world where everyone gave money for things like that.” Gary thought it over for a moment. “Then there’d be more healthy poor people?”