“We will most likely be court-martialed for this.” Embeth strapped the last grenade to his bandolier before grabbing the final neutralizer. With a grimace he shoved it into an ankle holster.
“Yeah, well I have more important things to worry about,” I muttered.
Kedge finished fastening his staff to his back. With his monocled eye fixed on me he reached into his pocket.
“Open your hand,” he said.
I hesitated briefly before sticking my hand out. Even though Kedge had worked to prove his allegiance to us, I still found it difficult to trust him. He dropped a small metallic object into my outstretched palm. I glanced at it and my eyes widened. It was a small, golden depiction of an ankh.
“Is this—” I started.
“Yes,” he replied grimly. “It is what kept me safe during times like these. I pa
