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Guardian (The Spirits' War Trilogy, #2) Guardian by K.V. Wilson
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“I groaned as me limbs grew to immense proportions an' me neck stretched. Moss-coloured scales emerged upon me slick skin. Me snout elongated and me teeth sharpened to the size o' small dirks.”
K.V. Wilson, Guardian
“I have done my time. Died over and over hopin’ I may see a change in this world, one I could fix with a bit of optimism and elbow grease.”
K.V. Wilson, Guardian
“How arrogant and naïve it is to assume that there are solely three who have achieved this understanding, this connection to the natural world. Solely three guardians tasked with keeping the balance between our worlds. No.”
K.V. Wilson, Guardian
“Interesting, naming your sword after the flimsiest of elements. Air. Yet, you people pronounce the word ‘ire’. How quaint. And how unfortunate that your own blade will be the one to end you and those you hold dear.”
K.V. Wilson, Guardian
“We, as Guardians, are not here to win this war but to end it.”
K.V. Wilson, Guardian
“I grin. "What say ye to taking down the monster we call Saint Patty?"
The maiden of Loch Ness breaks into a wide smile, displaying beautiful ivory fangs. "I say aye, lad. That is if ye can keep up with me.”
K.V. Wilson, Guardian
“Nessie cackles, tossing back her head of matted brunette locks, wildly beautiful even in a state of disarray.

K.V. Wilson, Guardian
“It is true; I am not worthy of harnessing Adhair. The flimsiest of elements cannot be controlled. It has a will of its own. But as with anything on this planet, when nurtured and guided, it can do great things.”
K.V. Wilson, Guardian
“When next we meet, all of your bonds shall be severed. By the light that guides me, I shall see it done.”
K.V. Wilson, Guardian
“Nessie cackles, tossing back her head of matted brunette locks, wildly beautiful even in a state of disarray. "Thought ye could get rid of me, Nwyfre? You're a damned fool, boy. Forever I'm yours. Forever and beyond.”
K.V. Wilson, Guardian