“Can you really crush stone?” Angel asked. “Or was that a lie?” Without looking behind him, David slammed his fist into one of the marble columns. It cracked, and several chunks immediately crumbled loose to scatter to the tiled floor like crumbs of flaking pastry. “Elevators,” he said. “This way.” “Jesus Christ,” Angel said to Cassandra. “He doesn’t look scary, but he’s fucking terrifying.”
Book:Dragon Queen