“I and my powers predate anything blessed by Yahweh.”

The barkeep squinted at the constable amid a demolished tavern.

“It’s all of them, Sir.”

“The goddess is great to send you...”

“Your kind’s reputation for spiritual vulnerabilities appears unfounded,” Margaret said.

“I think your watch is broken, only the minute hand is moving.”

I crafted upgrades for my vacuum-bot.

“You’re positive?”

“You’re turning my invention into a toy!”