But I can’t handle when EVERY SINGLE CONFLICT is solved by luck. I can handle a few instances in which luck and instincts help them survive. They are lucky that at the end Shinyun doesn’t decide to kill Magnus or the others. They are lucky that stabbing Ragnor with the Heibai Wuchang and Alec with the thorn save Ragnor and Magnus, respectively. They are lucky that Sammael can’t be bothered to flip his hand and kill them. They are lucky that everywhere they go and every person they talk to in the Market has information on a centuries old place and weapon. They do not defeat the villains and win the day because of their own strength and wits. Every one of the characters actions was guided by luck. Because keeping the whole world safe is not everyone’s reason for being, but it absolutely is yours.” - MagnusĪnd this is exactly one of my main problems with this book. And for some people, their love can be the single most important thing, more important than even the whole world. When the duty-the solemn duty, the only duty, the barrier dividing the living creatures of Earth from oblivion at the hands of literal, actual pure evil allows them to. They love, they build, they covet wealth-when there is time. But I’ve known others, too, Downworlders, mundanes, and if there is one thing that Shadowhunters must understand, it is that they are not like other people. I’ve seen them at their best, and at their worst. Given the gifts of Heaven! I know Shadowhunters, Tian. You have a high and holy purpose, do you understand me? You are the protector, of our world.

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