Book Eight: Chapter 37

“I understand,” he said. “We’re not looking for forever. And we’re definitely not trading souls with anything. Think of it like the internet. We’ve just turned Safe Search off is all.”

“You humans and your damned internet.” Sofia sighed. “It will be awhile until we get there. I can look through those books for you in the meantime and see what they contain.”

“Thank you.” Mike grabbed a book at random and handed it to her. “I would help, but can’t read it. I don’t suppose you have a trick up your sleeve for that?”

Sofia grunted. “Not really,” she muttered. The cyclops set her staff in a tiny groove which somehow locked it into place in an upright position. She sat on the rail and opened the book, her long fingers delicately parting the pages as she searched. Her purple eye pulsed with light in time with the crystal on her staff. After a couple minutes of searching, she shook her head and set the book down.

“Useless,” she said.

“That bad?”

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