“You didn’t pull out any notes before drawing out the magic diagram,” Emir observed. “No,” Clive confirmed. “It’s a rather niche ritual to have memorised.” “I didn’t have it memorised,” Clive told him. “I just made it up.” “You just invented a complex, wide-area ritual, off the top of your head?” Clive snorted a laugh. “Sure, complex.” “Clive, I’d try and poach you for my treasure-hunting operation again. I’m just not sure I can afford to pay you what you’re worth.”
