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Lilith smiled. "Poor little Michael," she said. "He always was weak."
Jace was panting, his hands clenched at his sides, his hair pasted to his forehead with sweat. "You and your name-dropping," he said. ""I knew Michael." "I knew Sammael." "The angel Gabriel did my hair." It's like I'm with the band with biblical figures."

Most vampire-repelling weapons seemed to sport crosses, on the assumption, Simon thought, that most vampires were Christian. Who knew that following a minority religion could be so advantageous?

She made an impatient noise. "By the Angel, you don't know anything about your kind, do you? Do you even really know how vampires are made?"
"Well, when a mommy vampire and a daddy vampire love each other very much..."