The Butcher's Masquerade (Dungeon Crawler Carl, #5)

by Matt Dinniman

“Ballet?” I asked. “Are you kidding me?” “I know, I know,” Prudence said. “A sin most foul. But they taught the children anyway.

The claws crushed and pulled at the same time, trying to pull me apart like a hot mozzarella stick.

“You and Katia?” Donut repeated, incredulous. “You are together with Katia? My Katia? Does she know this?”