Hey, folks, welcome back to City of Ashes. I know it’s been a while since chapter one, and I could try to give you all kinds of reasons for the delay, but I think there’s only one real reason for why I’ve been putting this off:
I hate this chapter.
Let me rephrase that – I hate this chapter. I’m not talking about the “throw the book against the wall” hate. I’m talking about “fury of a thousand suns” hate. “AM from I Have No Mouth and I Must Scream” hate.
Let me put it another way – remember chapter ten from the last book? Specifically the dinner scene, where Jace and Alec act like racist douche-bags to Simon? And no one calls them on their shit?
Yeah, this is basically a whole chapter of that.
Prep your rage-gifs, folks – you’re gonna need ‘em.
The chapter begins with the introduction of a new character, Maia Roberts, and finding out that Jace has not wound up at the bottom of the East River, much to my dismay. And Maia doesn’t trust Jace, but not for the obvious reasons – no, she doesn’t trust him because he’s pretty.
Maia Roberts had never trusted beautiful boys, which was why she hated Jace Wayland the first time she ever laid eyes on him.
Because no one can dislike Jace for actual reasons – like, say, that he’s an egotistical, racist, sociopathic prick. No, it’s because he’s just so damn pretty. And the not-so-subtle implication that Maia is in the wrong for this really doesn’t help matters.
And thus yet another count is brought back.
Both Hands, Ma’am: 1
Even people who don’t like Jace must acknowledge that his hawtness.
We then get a long-ish info dump on just why Maia is so distrustful of “beautiful” boys. First, there was her brother, Daniel, who was pretty much a psychopath (wow, he and Jace already have so much in common!). He’d do all kinds of horrible things to her, including breaking her arm, but whenever she told anyone what he’d done, they wouldn’t believe her, because they all believed that Beauty Equals Goodness. Which is complete crap, because there’s no way that anyone (particularly her parents) would buy that, especially if said accusations are as chronic as implied here.
Anyway, Daniel eventually got hit by a car, and Maia felt conflicted about this, because even though she was glad the psychotic little fucker was dead, he was still her brother. She was even convinced that God (Hey, a character who actually has religious beliefs! Let’s see how long that lasts!) would punish her for feeling happy.
Anyway, the next in the line of utterly fucked-up pretty boys in Maia’s life was Jordan. He’s even got CC’s trademarked “long, girly eyelashes.”
Both Hands, Ma’am: 2
Seriously, CC, what is up with you and guys with girly eyelashes?
Sorry, moving on. They started dating, and then it turned out the Jordan was also a violent, possessive psycho. Maia actually did the smart thing and ran, but then did a really, really stupid thing and intentionally made-out with another guy while Jordan was looking. It’s almost like she’s got a death wish or something.
Whelp, turns out that not only was Jordan a violent psychopath, he was also a werewolf. That night, he attacked her and bit her, then completely disappeared. When the next full moon comes around, she transforms, and to CC’s credit, it actually sounds pretty horrifying.
Afterwords, Maia left her home in New Jersey, and I think you guys need to see her reasoning:
It wasn’t a hard decision. It was bad enough being biracial in her conservative suburban neighborhood. God knew what they’d do to a werewolf.
Seriously, CC? It’s the 2000s, not the 1950s. And it’s implied that her mother is Latino (Daniel is described as having “her mother’s honey-colored skin and huge dark eyes”), so what’s the problem? Also, they live in New Jersey, not the Deep South. Hell, I’m from Georgia, and I doubt anyone living in a “conservative suburban neighborhood” down here would bat an eye at a mixed race couple in this day and age.
So Maia ran off to New York City, and joined up with one of the several packs of werewolves. And of course she ended up in the pack that’s now lead by Luke.
Now, so far, I like Maia. Apart from a few bumps, her back story is interesting. She has a good reason to distrust Jace, even though she doesn’t know him. She seems to have learned the hard way that appearances can be deceiving. As the saying goes, “fool me once, shame on you; fool me twice, shame on me.”
But then we get this bit about the leadership of the pack:
Pack leaders were mutable. There’d been Kito first, then Véroniquie, then Gabriel, and now Luke. She’d liked Gabriel alright, but Luke was better. He had a trustworthy look and kind blue eyes, and he wasn’t too handsome, so she didn’t dislike him on the spot.
Okay then. So she developed a tendency to distrust attractive people (sorry, just attractive boys), but has not taken it to it’s logical conclusion – i.e. not to judge people based on their appearance. Maia doesn’t think Luke is a better alpha because of anything he’s done. No, he’s a better alpha because he looks “trustworthy” and has “kind blue eyes”.
I’m sure I’ve made it perfectly clear at this point, but I don’t like the Beauty Equals Goodness trope. I don’t like the implications of it, and I really don’t like how some YA authors take it to the extreme, i.e. “it’s okay if he’s hot”. This is sending some very dangerous messages to young girls. There are real men like Edward Cullen and Jace Wayland out there, and the do not need help.
But I suppose I shouldn’t be all that surprised by this. CC practically came out and said that anything Jace does is excusable by his “tragic back story” and the fact that he’s “soooo haawwwt”. She is, underneath it all, still a fan-fic writing Suethor.
Anyway, we’re finally reaching the end of the exposition-dump. The chapter title get’s name-dropped: the Hunter’s Moon is a werewolf bar where they go to get drunk after full moons (they don’t even card you, so long as you’re a werewolf). The name’s not quite as bad as the Jade Wolf from the last book, but I’m still kinda bugged that apparently any werewolf-related business has to have a name advertising the fact. I mean, at least True Blood gave an excuse for a vampire bar being named Fangtasia, even if it did basically boil down to “vampires like puns”.
So aside from the whole “turning into a ravening monster once a month” thing (insert your own menstruation joke here), Maia’s actually pretty happy with her new life, and “hardly [thinks] about her family at all”, which is of course ruined when Jace motherfucking Wayland walks into the bar. His sudden appearance freaks Maia out, because Jace reminds her of her brother. Not exactly because of the way they look, mind, but in their behavior.
Let me say that again: Jace is sending this girl into a PTSD-like flashback. And he’s supposed to be the hero.
Our “Heroes”: 1
This is so fucked up. I’d say the book was being meta, but I it doesn’t have the depth for it.
And because CC is so reliant on tropes, everyone acts like this is a Western and Jace is the big, tough gunslinger, even though in real life they’d be laughing their asses off at the pretty-boy trying to play at being a badass. And because CC is trying so damn hard, and failing so spectacularly, I think you should all see. Never say I don’t love you guys.
A rush of murmurs swept through the bar on the heels of the boy’s arrival, like the froth of a wave spreading out from the stern of a boat. The boy acted as if he didn’t notice anything, hooking a barstool toward himself with a booted foot and settling onto it with his elbows on the bar. Maia heard him order a shot of single malt in the quiet that followed the murmurs. He downed half the drink with a neat flip of his wrist. The liquor was the same dark gold color as his hair. When he lifted his hand to set the glass back down on the bar, Maia saw the thick coiling black Marks on his wrists and the backs of his hands.
[wipes away tear]
Oh, wow. That is the very definition of “trying too hard”. If it were just a complete cliché, that’d be one thing, but that bit with the shot really puts it over the top. I mean, who only drinks half a shot? I can’t help but imagine that Jace pulled a face and went “ew, yucky”.
And what makes it even funnier is that I have absolutely no doubt that CC believes that Jace is being a total badass here. My god, woman.
One last thing before we move on.
Both Hands, Ma’am: 3
Because we really needed to know that Jace’s hair is the exact same shade as the scotch. It’s super important, guys.
Sadly, no one else has the same reaction to Jace’s little display that I do, because CC is still imposing her will on them. Maia hears the guy sitting next to her – we’re told his name is Bat, and that he and Maia had dated at one time, but now they’re “just friends” (sure you are, honey) – call Jace a “Nephilim”, which I remind you guys is the actual name for the Shadowhunter species (like Sebaceans and Peacekeepers on Farscape).
Entirely Pointless: 1
Did I really need to know that Maia had friend zoned this guy? This guy who I’m absolutely sure will never show up again?
Anyway, this revelation leads Maia to give another info dump, this time about the Shadowhunters. In brief, they are the “secret police” of this world, there’s no way to actually join them, and there are a lot of nasty rumors about them, such as that they’re “ haughty, proud, cruel” and “[look] down on and [despise] Downworlders.” And while I’m sure CC intends for the reader to protest that none of this is true, given what we saw in the first book, I think it’s safe to say that those rumors are entirely accurate.
Also, I’m fairly certain those don’t qualify as rumors. They’re more of a stereotype, if anything.
You Keep Using That Word: 1
And spoilers, Jace isn’t going to do anything to dispel said stereotype.
Maia continues to info dump about Shadowhunters, namely that they also hunt demons. She didn’t take the revelation that demons actually exist all that well – she can grasp vampires and werewolves, but refers to things like heaven, hell, angels, and demons as “crap” (despite the narration earlier identifying Jordan was God’s payback for Maia’s relief at her brother’s death), and she’s still frustrated that no one can flat-out tell her whether or not God exists. I’m tempted to think of this as CC doing a bit of lampshade hanging, and if so, she’s doing a piss-poor job of it. Little tip: if you’re going to bring in things like angels and demons, you kind of need to address thing like if Heaven, Hell, and, you know, God actually exist in this setting. Especially when you have a super-special awesome Mary Sue race who claim to be descended from angels.
Maia finally finishes info dumping (at least for now), and things go straight to hell because Jace opens his stupid mouth.
“I take it,” the boy said, leaning his elbows onto the bar, “that you don’t serve Silver Bullet here. Too many bad associations?” His eyes gleamed, narrow and shining like the moon at a quarter full.
Rapier Twit: 1
The bartender – who’s name we’re told is Freaky Pete, for some reason
Entirely Pointless: 2
ignores Jace’s attempt at humor. Under normal circumstances, I’d commend this, because the absolute last thing you want to do with people like Jace is engage with them, because they will drag you down to their level. But no, we’re told through Maia’s POV (guess she has info dump diarrhea or something) that, were Jace not a Shadowhunter, Freaky Pete would have tossed his pale, pretty-boy ass out for making a crack like that. So, Jace is basically acting like the Nazis in this scene from Casablanca, only there’s no Victor Laszlo to get everyone to drown out his obnoxiousness.
Thanks, CC, for further encouraging me to associate the Shadowhunters with Nazis. The fact that you’re Jewish just makes it more disturbing.
But of course someone has to take Jace’s bait, and since there’s only two other named characters in this scene, it is of course Bat. I think we can add “idiot” to his list of character traits. Oh, and we’re also told that he has his own place, and he was the one who broke up with Maia. Because we really needed to know that.
Entirely Pointless: 3
He tells Jace that they don’t serve Silver Bullet because it’s a crappy beer. I wouldn’t know, because I’m not a beer drinker.
As you can imagine, Jace is all kinds of pleased that he’s not being ignored, and decides to make a “hair of the dog” joke.
Rapier Twit: 2
But instead of making an actual comeback (like, say, calling Jace a pussy for not being able to down a whole shot in one go), Bat just goes, “Oh, you think you’re so funny, huh?”
And here’s how Jace responds:
“Who am I to deny the obvious?”
Rapier Twit: 3
Jace, let me explain this to you. And I’ll try to use small words so you’ll understand:
You are not funny. I don’t know what gave you the impression that you are (probably one too many ultra-shallow girls trying to get in your pants), but nothing you have ever said has been funny. Probably because CC managed to perfectly emulate Draco Malfoy, but utterly failed to grasp why pretty much everyone (both in and out of the books) considered him to be a completely reprehensible human being for the bulk of the Harry Potter series.
Maia tries to talk Bat down from confronting Jace, because she’s the only one who realizes how “dangerous” Jace is (read: the only one actually frightened by the pansy-ass little twit). But since CC is the one writing this, and Jace is the Gary Stu Designated Hero, of course Maia will be right.
Jace says something nasty to Bat (we don’t actually get to overhear it, because that might imply that Jace is somehow less than perfect), which of course sets Bat off. So takes a swing at Jace, but Jace is somehow miraculously five feet back from where he’d been standing.
Let me explain that in case you missed it – in the amount of time it took Bat to swing his fist at Jace, Jace somehow managed to move five whole feet, and without anyone (especially Bat) noticing.
You know, it’s bad enough that CC clearly wrote this scenario just to show how “awesome” a fighter Jace is, but the fact that she’s now got the little shit-stain practically violating the laws of physics just so he doesn’t get hurt in a fight that he started.
Our “Heroes”: 2
Freaky Pete jumps in again, because even though it’s clear that no one can harm the Great and Powerful Jace Wayland (the god-moding little shit), Pete knows that the Shadowhunters, oppressive bastards that they are, will fall on the place like a ton of bricks if they get even a whiff of someone attacking one of their own. Pete tells Bat to take a walk and cool off, which Bat does after a moment.
Jace, being a petulant little child, is put off by this, and insists that he didn’t need any help. Freaky Pete says he was only worried about them messing up his bar, and that if Jace doesn’t want any trouble, he should leave.
But since Jace is a “bad boy”, he says that he’s looking for trouble. And he hasn’t finish his drink. You know, the other half of his single shot. And no, that will never not be funny. He’s supposed to be this terrifying badass, but he can’t even down a whole shot.
Maia points out that the remainder of Jace’s drink is now dripping down the wall behind the bar, because even though Bat missed Jace, he did hit Jace’s drink. And instead of just flat-out refusing Jace service (hey, he did provoke a fight with one of his regulars), Freaky Pete pours Jace another shot.
Seriously, the amount of deference being shown to Jace doesn’t make me think the werewolves are scared of him – it makes me think they’re scared of the Clave.
But before the rest of the bar’s patrons can get down on their knees to start sucking on Jace’s no-doubt miniscule dick, Bat bursts through the door covered in blood. The blood’s not from him, though – it’s from the body of a dead kid in the alley. Everyone in the bar rushes to the door, except for one person. Can you guess who?
That’s right – Jace.
We get a few more details – the kid was attacked by a shadowy figure, who presumably cut the kid’s throat (it’s a bit unclear), and the attacker ran off when Bat came out. Oh, and the kid was still kind of alive when Bat found him, but died right after. And now I’m wondering why Bat didn’t make any noise upon seeing this, because as near as I can tell, maybe ten whole seconds passed between Bat leaving and coming back into the bar. Kind of a lag there, don’t you think? Then again, CC does have problems with indicating the passage of time.
One of the other werewolves figures that the kid got attacked by vampires, what with all the blood and the kid being left on their doorstep. Bat grabs Jace, and Jace of course gets indignant. Bat basically asks him why he’s sitting on his ass when “one of [their] own” is laying dead in the alley. And Jace, being a racist douche, responds as expected:
“Do you mean a lycanthrope or some other sort of Downworlder?” The boy arched his light eyebrows. “You all blend together to me.”
Our “Heroes”: 3
Hey, remember in the first book, where the reason Shadowhunters and Downworlders don’t get along is because of a long history of animosity? Yeah, maybe it’s also because of shit like this.
As you might imagine, Jace has now managed to piss off pretty much everyone in the room (well, except for Maia, who’s spent this whole scene sitting there like a bump on a log). Jace is talented like that. He’s even managed to get Freaky Pete worked up, and he tells Jace that the dead boy was named Joseph.
Good effort trying to humanize the kid, Pete, but Jace doesn’t care, because he’s a sociopath. Also, it really doesn’t help my impression of Maia that she’s not reacting to any of this either.
But Pete keeps going, saying that Joseph was part of the pack, and he was only fifteen. Jace continues to dig by going “what do you want me to do about it?”. Pete basically says he wants Jace to do his fucking job. Jace decides that the smart thing to do is insult the bar. Pete warns him yet again, and Jace is once again flippant (that’s bad parenting, Pete – if you make a threat, you have to carry through).
There’s a little more back and forth (and Jace once again can’t down a whole shot), and Pete finally says what he should have in the first place:
“So that’s the attitude of the Clave, a week after the Accords?” said Pete with disgust. “The death of Downworlders is nothing to you?”
And what sickens me is that I’m absolutely certain that, as far as Jace is concerned, that’s entirely true. But hey, even that’s better than being a filthy Mundane.
But Jace is at least smart enough not to actually voice this opinion. Not by much, though. He gives one of his creepy psycho smiles (meaning, all of them), which of course frightens Maia, because she’s a good little wimmin and is all frightened of the big bad man, and Jace says this:
“How like Downworlders,” he said, “expecting the Clave to clean your mess up for you. As if we could be bothered just because some stupid cub decided to splatter-paint himself all over your alley—”
Unfortunately, Jace isn’t being cut-off by one of the werewolves giving him a much deserved beating. No, it’s cut off because CC either doesn’t want to write or figure out exactly what Jace calls the werewolves. But from the lengthy description, it’s safe to assume it’s some kind of racial epithet.
And let me remind you – he’s supposed to be the hero. And there are people who actually believe it.
It’s things like this that make me fear for the future.
Our “Heroes: 4
As you might expect, this once again sets Bat off, and once again CC tells physics to shove it just to make Jace look good – in this case, he somehow goes from sitting at the bar to standing on top of it. Without anyone noticing. I’m not even kidding – people gasp, Maia’s jaw literally drops; it’s like something out of a cartoon.
CC then makes it worse by actually describing Jace as looking “like an avenging angel”.
Both Hands, Ma’am: 3
Because I guess that shit didn’t get old in the last book.
Oh, and then Jace has to make it even worse by doing that “bring it” gesture. Which CC takes the time to explain, because I guess her target audience wouldn’t be familiar with such things.
So two of the werewolves try to jump him, but since Jace is a god-moding little SOB none of them can even touch him. He kicks them both in the face, which of course sends them sprawling, and he laughs.
Yeah, Jace is, at best, on the bottom rung of the Sliding Scale of Anti-Heroes. He definitely qualifies as a Nominal Hero, as well as a Sociopathic Hero. Hell, the only thing keeping Jace from being an out-right villain is that he’s on the side of the Clave, and they’re only the good guys because they aren’t actively trying to commit mass genocide. And because CC says so.
But we haven’t quite reached the most infuriating part. Not just yet.
One of the other werewolves manages to grab Jace (to quote Marv from Sin City, “I got you now, ya little bastard. Let’s see you hop around now.”) and yanks him off the counter top. And still Jace is laughing.
But we don’t get to see Jace get nine kinds of shit kicked out of him, because Luke shows up and tells them all to stop and to “Leave the boy alone.”
And we aren’t quite done yet, folks.
So everyone moves away from Jace, except for Bat, who was about to go to town on Jace. You know, I’m really starting to reconsider my opinion of ol’ Bat. Sure, he’s a bit impulsive and has some anger control issues, but at least he doesn’t back down from a fight.
Bat says that Jace is a Shadowhunter, and thus doesn’t really qualify as a “boy”. I’d go further and say that Jace doesn’t qualify as a human being, but that’s me. Luke counters that the werewolves and Shadowhunters are allies, so they’re welcome at the bar.
Despite the fact that the narration earlier said that, as far as the werewolves are concerned, the only thing worse than a Shadowhunter is a vampire. Yeah, I don’t think the Shadowhunters have “allies” so much as “groups who aren’t quite scum”.
Bat starts to point out that Jace literally came out and said he didn’t give a shit about Joseph – you know, the dead 15-year-old werewolf in the alley – but Luke brushes that off, and flat-out asks Jace if he came looking for a fight. Oh, and he also finally drops Jace’s name, and Jace addresses Luke by name. This of course gets everyone, including Bat, to back off Jace, as opposed to getting them to turn their anger on Luke.
Freaky Pete steps up and gives the full story, namely that Jace flat-out said that the Clave didn’t give a shit about Downworlders. And mentions again that the Accords were renewed just a week ago. So yeah, Jace has not exactly been a sterling example of inter-species cooperation.
But again Luke brushes the concerns and opinions of his pack aside:
“Jace doesn’t speak for the Clave ,” said Luke, “and there’s nothing he could have done even if he’d wanted to. Isn’t that right?”
Oh, I beg to fucking differ. He could have gotten off his lazy ass and examined the scene of the crime. He could have said something like, “Sorry, I’m on probation, but I’ll make sure the proper people find out.” He could have not come down to this bar and actively antagonized the werewolves in an effort to start a fight, especially not (as has been mentioned several times already) a fucking week after renewing the treaty between Downworlders and Shadowhunters.
And I’m gonna drop some spoilers right now, folks – this whole incident? Never brought up again. Jace will be locked up several times over the course of this book by the Shadowhunters, and not once will it have anything to do with what he’s done here. So despite Luke’s claims to the contrary, I think it’s pretty clear that the Clave and Shadowhunters in general actually don’t give a shit about the Downworlders. But we already knew that based on how the members of the Circle were “punished”, didn’t we?
We’re almost done with the scene, so I think I can hold it together a bit longer.
Jace gets pissed that Luke knows about the thing with Maryse, and asks who told him, specifically mentioning Clary. Luke says that, no, he found out because he’s an alpha werewolf, so he has to know things. Because I guess the werewolves have a rather extensive intelligence gathering network or something.
(Then again, he/they did manage to track down Clary’s dumb ass twice in the last book, so maybe there’s something to that)
Oh, and Maia just “knows” that Clary is important to both of them, because the readers had to be reminded of that. It’s not as if we already know that everything in these books revolves around her and Jace.
Both Hands, Ma’am: 4
Because I’m feeling spiteful, okay?
So Luke decides to take Jace back to Freaky Pete’s office for a private chat, and Jace agrees to go, making one last quip because he has to get in the last word.
“Fine,” he said, “but you owe me for the Scotch I didn’t drink.”
Rapier Twit: 4
Really, Jace? Do you mean the first one, which you were too much of a fucking pansy to drink like an adult, and which ended up on the wall because you decided to start picking a fight? Or the second one, which was on the house, and which also got spilled because you kept picking a fight and were too much of a pansy to drink like an adult?
And really, Pete had every right to card your ass and deny you service. Yes, he lets underage kids drink, but here’s the thing – they’re werewolves, and this is a werewolf bar. The kids are part of the pack, which I’m assuming equates to being family, and I imagine Pete still keeps a close eye on the minors.
But Jace? Yeah, he ain’t part of the pack. He doesn’t deserve special treatment, regardless of what CC thinks. Honestly, Pete should have just told Jace to leave after that first scuffle with Bat. Because even though Bat through the first punch, Jace clearly provoked him, and showed no intention of changing his behavior, and was obviously going to start another fight. It would have been a fucking preventative measure.
But nooooo, we can’t have someone not bow down the Almighty Jace and not be smitten for their transgression.
And you know what? That’s all I can take for now. I know we’re only about half-way through the chapter, but honestly? This has been exhausting to go through. So I’ll give some quick thoughts and then close it out.
This one single scene (and yes, it is only one scene) is a perfect demonstration of why Jace is in no way heroic. The things that are supposed to show what a badass he is are either infuriatingly arrogant or laughably over-the-top. What’s more, it shows how much of a petulant little child he is. Because the whole reason for this little demonstration? Jace is upset, and this is how he deals with his emotions.
It’s exactly the same as what happened before chapter 1 – Jace can’t deal with his emotions, so instead he goes out and beats things up. The only differences are that this time, the target of his frustration are innocent werewolves instead of a presumably dangerous demon, and that he didn’t drag Alec and Isabelle into this mess. And I’d applaud CC for doing this, if I wasn’t entirely certain that I’m supposed to fell sorry for Jace instead of being pissed off at him. “Oh, Jace has feeelings and doesn’t know how to deal with them! He just needs a hug!”
Well, here’s the thing about Jace’s “emotional problems”:
And I’ll be honest – I’d be fine with Jace being an emotional wreck right now. I was fine with Harry’s behavior in OotP. Hell, he was an orphan who’d lived in a closet for a decade; I’m kinda surprised he managed to make it to fifteen before having an emotional breakdown.
But Jace isn’t fifteen – he’s seventeen. He should be relatively stable by this point. And Jace has made it perfectly clear that, in his opinion, he deserves to be treated like an adult. And I will admit that he’s probably as skilled at killing demons as any adult Shadowhunter. Except there’s more to being an adult than just stuff like that, even if it is what this utterly fucked-up society most values.
And when Jace is in a very emotional situation – the kind of things adults have to deal with all the time – does he react with maturity and control?
Thank you, Mr. Holmes.
No, instead he goes out and starts fights. And it clearly doesn’t matter with whom – demons, Downworlders, who cares? Even if said Downworlders are “allies” of the Shadowhunters, and they just renewed their treaty, it doesn’t matter, because Jace has feeeeelinnnnngssss. And anyway, it’s not like they’re real people.
And I’m sorry for the lack of funny, but honestly? There’s not a whole lot for me to work with.
So that’s it for now, folks. I’ll be back with part two, which is… well, not exactly better, per se, but at least we don’t have to deal with Jace being an infuriating, smug bastard. No, it’s infuriating for entirely different reasons.
Entirely Pointless: 3 (Total: 13)
Un-Logic: 4 (Total: 11)
You Keep Using That Word: 1 (Total: 12)
Shoddy World Building: 0 (Total: 4)
Rapier Twit: 4 (Total: 6)
Our “Heroes”: 4 (Total: 5)
No Shit Sherlock: 0 (Total: 1)
Both Hands, Ma’am: 4 (Total: 4)