has some moments that make you punch the air and shout "Yes!" Let's list a few, shall we?
- When the innocent Shadowchild encounters Sweetgrass-voice and refuses to eat its friends' shadows, resisting Sweetgrass Voice' manipulations thanks to all the little tidbits of morality Digger taught it during the rest of the story. After reading pages week after week that hinted that this encounter was going to go very very wrong, that moment in which Shadowchild stands for itself, and makes its own critical moral decision without asking Digger first, really makes you scream "Yes!"
Shadowchild: You know... she said evil didn't look like anything or that it looked like a lot of things... but I think it looks like you.
- "Has a name! Name - is - Ed!"
- Also Boneclaw Mother with about every other breath she takes.
- Murai in Chapters 11 and 12, when she volunteers to delay Jhalm while Digger goes down the hole.
Digger: What? Murai? You can't fight Jhalm! He's got an army! You— you've got a broken arm!
- When Sweetgrass Voice tries to intimidate Digger and Ed.
Sweetgrass Voice: Kill me? Not even a god could kill me, dirt rat. Twelve thousand years I've been down here with him, and he's never found a way to destroy me. Twelve thousand years, dirt rat! And when his sanity began to fail and I finally drove him blundering up to the surface, what did he do but find dwarves and men and one of your filthy-clawed kind to bind him! Do you have any idea how long twelve thousand years is?
Digger: I know it's not long enough to make a good rock.
- Another moment of subtle brilliance from Murai comes in the crevasse, when she makes an observation.
Murai: ...the demonspawn ... here...?
Digger: That's right, Murai, Shadowchild's here, nothing to worry about...
Murai: ...no ... shadow ... shadow made solid ... the demons know ... no barriers...
Digger: I'm sorry, Murai, but we really don't have time for mystical—
- Boneclaw Mother's honoring Ed in spite of his former name being "eaten".
Boneclaw Mother: You put me in a hard position, daughter. You cannot force gratitude on the unwilling.
Digger: You could do it.
Boneclaw Mother: Heh! Well. I had been thinking...
- Digger just about taking out a crossbowman despite the fact that she has the bolt he just fired lodged in her shoulder.