“I never managed to open my third eye,” I sighed.
Miro who had learned earlier that day to do so, grinned at me.
“You can always use this ankh,” he offered.
“As a last resort,” Batsheba said. “It would be much better if Nina learned to do this without having to depend on any artefact. The ankh could be stolen or be destroyed, and then she would be as blind as a bat again. Figuratively speaking.”
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