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1 " is a terrible and malicious nemesis. Sounds are enhanced in it, making every groan and shout seem as if it were coming from right next to you. Light is swallowed by it, leaving you encased in a dim halo that seems a thin barrier against it. Objects that you pass by every day become terrifying, looming up unexpectedly with sinister intent, and creating shadows in which the enemy could hide. "
― Bella Forrest , The Girl Who Dared to Fight (The Girl Who Dared #7)
2 " Before the Tower, humanity trusted much of its power to individuals. Most people let others make decisions on their behalf and believed their leaders would keep everyone’s best interests in mind. They tried to be careful about who they gave their power to, but often chose badly. It took time and experience for them to learn whom they could and could not trust, and even then, it didn’t always work. So humanity adapted, creating laws that people hoped would protect them from those who would take advantage, or who sought power over and above anything else. But systems could be dismantled. The people who were given power could be corrupted by it. And more often than not, those who sought power and had only their own self-interests at heart rose to the top. "
3 " no plan survives first contact with the enemy. At a certain point, you just have to make do with what you have. "
4 " systems could be dismantled. The people who were given power could be corrupted by it. And more often than not, those who sought power and had only their own self-interests at heart rose to the top. "
5 " Leo had landed was already healed, his code perfectly intact. Alongside him streaked a white blur, which was avoiding the bolts of blue light being thrown by Leo. Sage looked perfectly intact again, his damage already healed up, and he was holding his own against Leo, "
6 " Look, I’m going to tell you the same thing I told Eric: it’s my death. You both seem to have some stupid expectations about how people should act, and on your deathbeds, you can act that way. Me, I’m going out laughing with my friends, because it was the best part of my life, and the part I want to remember the most. So, you can either be the friend I laugh with, or you can go outside and miss the death day party I’m hosting for myself. "
7 " The dark is a terrible and malicious nemesis. Sounds are enhanced in it, making every groan and shout seem as if it were coming from right next to you. Light is swallowed by it, leaving you encased in a dim halo that seems a thin barrier against it. Objects that you pass by every day become terrifying, looming up unexpectedly with sinister intent, and creating shadows in which the enemy could hide. "
