Nicholas Vota

“A knight with a face somewhere between a man’s and a lion’s had entered the square from the direction of the river. His armor was bloody, as was the axe he carried head down in his left hand. He was riding a grayish horse with human mouths where its eyes should be and hands instead of hooves.”
― Christopher Buehlman, Between Two Fires

“I think I taught him at Sinegard. Utter asshole. Whatever happened to him?” “He got plucky,” Daji said. “I turned him to mincemeat and sent him back to Vaisra in a dumpling basket.” Jiang arched an eyebrow. “Darling, fucking what?”
― R.F. Kuang, The Burning God