"You're a worm," the gremlin man said flatly. "You're all worms. You should be honored to be graced with the presence of one so far above you."

Duke bit into the meat at the base of his thumb, lacking another way to bleed. He focused on Jody's trouble as he tipped his hand down and let a drop of blood fall to the floor.

The gremlin man looked at Octavia readying another throw and scoffed. "Persistent worms, I'll give you that." He focused one of the troubles he'd gathered himself on her, heating the object -- the bust of some old Havenite -- to white hot in less than a second.