“Is he still watching us?” Tory whispered after a minute. I glanced back, finding Igrit there on the path right behind us. “Ah!” I gasped. “I move quietly, don’t I?” he said excitedly. “Like a Nymph ninja – a Nymja I like to call it. Are you going to see the Oracles? They’re creepy. Mama said not to go out here on my own.”

