['Name' had been in the book, in one of the early pages. Kratos is beginning to recognise the '-ed' sound which follows so many verbs in this language. The tone of Skulduggery's voice as he says Darquesse is sobering. Kratos looks back, equally serious, and shakes his head.]

No. Who?

[A threat, if Kratos isn't mistaken. But before Skulduggery can answer, the angels Kratos had called to him come winging down. While one is fairly non-committal, as most angels still are, the other is far more animated. She sees Skulduggery and swoops down at him, her eyes gleaming.]

Oh! A specimen! So mana does exist to be moulded on this planet too.

Doctor. He isn't your ordinary skeleton.

[Kratos's tone is mildly long-suffering.]

No, indeed! His mana's quite complete, isn't it? Lord Kratos, may I --

No. I need a warp-pad to take back to the planet with me.

[The angel veritably droops with disappointment, her feet touching solid ground.]

Oh, is that all?

[Curiosity, some angels have regained; ethics, for some of them, is taking a bit longer.]