The kobolds were a lot more hospitable after the tall ones had saved the lives of not just their hero, but all five of the pups that the dire maggot had attacked.

“Okay, next one,” Valerie prompted. “The witches of the Night Coven have altered physiology which makes them immune to . . .”

King's Dawn had come to Shadefall, and the town was the most alive any of the outsiders had ever seen.

Forty feet beneath the streets of Junction City, far away from homework, ex-girlfriends, or judgmental families, three slayers plodded through sewer tunnels at the behest of a homeless woman.

“You guys ever think about what you’ll do after this?”