The coldness of battle was already beginning to descend on her: the chill that dampened emotions, letting everything but the fight fall away. Julian was part of that, the beginning of battle and the cold of the middle of it and the fierceness of the fighting. There was nothing she wanted to look at more in the moments before a battle than his face. Nothing that made her feel more fully at home in herself, more like a Shadowhunter.
- “Lord of Shadows” by Cassandra Clare