Book Three: Chapter 17

“Oh. That’s easy. However, I don’t think you want to go down there without something a little heftier than a hammer and a crossbow. Minotaur are warriors - even if you fought one that was unarmed and naked, you would have a tough time hurting it. Your best bet is something with a solid enchantment on it.”

Mike sat up. “Like a knife sharp enough to cut through a spirit?”

Sofia was already filling up her glass again. “Yeah, that would do it. I have no idea where you would get one though. A blade capable of damaging an ethereal creature is extraordinarily rare. They have to be made of a non-Earthly metal, and that stuff is extremely challenging to come by.”

“The witch had a knife that did that.”

Sofia’s drink paused on the way to her lips. “I seriously hope you stuck it in the Vault.”

“Uh, no.” Mike looked down at his feet. “I left it in the greenhouse. With the Mandragora.”

Sofia dropped her goblet, wine spilling everywhere on the table. “You left i