“You want me to rub them now?” she complained.

“I won the bet.”

“By a fluke. I can’t believe Marduke fell so quick and that Merry actually gave you her soul.”

“I’ve got a knack for knowing what people want, you know.”

“What else are you good at?” Gaia purred.

“I am an epic rhymer. Check out the piece I intend to read at next year’s Hellmas special.”