Metal Mage 7 Quotes

“What the fuck is that?” Dragir demanded. “Go fuck yourself,” Haragh shot back.”
― Éric Vall, Metal Mage 7

“By the way,” I muttered to Dragir as I gestured to the ceiling, “this? This is electricity.” The elf smirked. “I thought it might be. I like this quite a lot,” he said and looked around at the spiraling copper and orbs overhead. “I think I will use this at House Quyn.” I chuckled. “The elves wanted to get at you before,” I told him, “but if they see this, they’re gonna stop being so sneaky about wanting to abduct your ass. This is incredible.”
― Éric Vall, Metal Mage 7

“The elf stared back without speaking, and as he looked between Cayla and me, his gaze fell on her ass every time like a bad tick. I sighed, and Dragir must have looked over, because he suddenly said something in Elvish to the man that made his eyes go wide with fear, and he remained staring diligently at the pile of rockets he was responsible for instead. “He doesn’t speak English,” Dragir explained. I furrowed my brow. “What did you tell him?” “I told him you would skin him alive and feed his innards to his own family if he kept it up,” Dragir replied. “This is accurate, yes?” I grinned. “It’s a little elven, but yeah, basically.”
― Éric Vall, Metal Mage 7

“Defender Solana stays with me,” she told him sweetly. “You keep her like a pet,” Luir said. “How adorable.” I half-expected Aurora to light his silver hair on fire right then, but she sent the leader a coy smile as she pulled Deya from his arm. “Meow … ” she murmured.”
― Éric Vall, Metal Mage 7

“You … you are oddly familiar,” he mused. Aurora’s eyes narrowed. “I’ve been walking with you for the past forty minutes,” she said thickly. “Yes, but it’s best not to look directly at a mutt,” Luir explained casually. “Now that I really consider you, there’s something that strikes my memory … have I tried to kill you before?” I narrowed my own eyes and listened carefully for the answer. “You’re still alive,” the half-elf replied coolly. “So, I would guess not.”
― Éric Vall, Metal Mage 7

“I give up,” I sighed and dropped the squirming woman into Cayla’s lap. “Aurora’s gonna get killed by dragons this week, and we’re all gonna have to be okay with that.”
― Éric Vall, Metal Mage 7

“I considered the careless glint in her eyes for a second, before I caught her around the waist and tossed her into the ocean.”
― Éric Vall, Metal Mage 7

“Dragon babies!” she giggled. “I want one, come pick one out.” I grinned and let the half-elf drag me off toward the far end of the cove. “We’re not getting a dragon,” I told her firmly. “We already have Stan, Big Guy, and a giant wolf.”
― Éric Vall, Metal Mage 7

“Personally, I was done trying to explain ballistics to an elf who could boil a man’s blood with a wave of his hand.”
― Éric Vall, Metal Mage 7

“Damn,” I mused and moved on to a strange scene I couldn’t make out the meaning of. There were serpents knotted around the belly of a beast with three horns, and beside this, two elves looked like they were fucking against a tree.”
― Éric Vall, Metal Mage 7

“This’ll do,” I said with a nod. “Do for what?” Qiran grumbled. I turned and grinned at the leader as his feet sank into the stone to be locked around the ankles. “For a dungeon,” I replied. “Dragir said they didn’t have one here, so … this’ll have to do.” Qiran’s eyes flared with anger as he attempted to yank his feet free of the stone shackles, and he nearly fell off balance in the effort. “How dare you,” he growled. “I am the leader of House Quyn, and this fortress belongs to me. How dare you imprison me in my own--” “How dare you steal my shit,” I replied calmly, and I leaned against the iron table to cross my arms.”
― Éric Vall, Metal Mage 7