'So what are they going to do? Run around Serpine until he gets dizzy and falls over?'
'If it all goes according to plan, Serpine won't even know we're there.'
'And what are the chances of that happening?'
He looked at her, and for a moment he held his ground. Then he looked away. 'They're not great,' he admitted.
'Exactly.'
He looked up again. 'But Mr. Bliss has offered us his help.'
'He's coming?' Stephanie asked, unsure. She didn't like the idea of going anywhere with Mr.
Bliss.
'Not him,' Ghastly said, 'but he's sending someone. Five is a good number; we can sneak in, grab Skulduggery, sneak out. Simple.'
The door opened behind them and Meritorious was there. 'I have arranged your transport,' he said.
They followed him up out of the Sanctuary and exited the Waxworks Museum from the back, where a large van was parked. As soon as Meritorious emerged into the sunlight, two Cleavers walked forward. They took the scythes from their sheathes before they climbed in. Stephanie hoped the van didn't go over any potholes, or she'd be skewered before they even reached Serpine's castle.
Another person walked forward, a person she recognized from the library.
'Tanith Low,' Meritorious said, 'this is Ghastly Bespoke and Valkyrie Cain.'
'We've met,' Tanith said, giving Stephanie a polite nod. She carried a sword in a black scabbard, its lacquered surface crisscrossed with nicks and marks.
'Mr. Bliss sent you?' Ghastly asked.
'He did. He thought I could be of use.'
'That's quite a recommendation.'
'He just wants this business to be over with as soon as possible,' Tanith said. 'I'm at your disposal for the duration.'
'Then let's go.'
Tanith climbed into the van, and Ghastly got behind the wheel.
'Good luck,' Meritorious said to Stephanie as she was about to join them.
'Thank you.'
He shrugged. 'You'll need it.'
Chapter Seventeen
A Fabulous Rescue Indeed
THE RESCUE team stood by the side of the road and looked up at the wall surrounding Serpine's land. It was maybe three times as tall as Stephanie. Beyond it lay woodland, and beyond that the castle.
It occurred to Stephanie that if they didn't get Skulduggery back, it was all over. Serpine would get the Scepter, and the Faceless Ones would return. The fate of the entire planet rested on the shoulders of a skeleton, and on the five people sent to rescue him.
'What if we do go up against Serpine?' Stephanie asked, fighting to keep the dread out of her voice. She had to remain strong. She couldn't let them see that she was just an ordinary twelve-year-old. 'What if we can't just get in and get out without anyone noticing? Do we have a plan if we have to face him?'
'Oh,' Ghastly said, considering it. 'No, not really.'
'I'm going to try and cut him with my sword,' Tanith said helpfully.
'Right,' Stephanie said. 'Excellent. What about guards? Do you think they'll be expecting us?'
'Serpine is used to the Elders taking forever to make their calm, thought-out decisions,' Tanith said. 'So he won't be expecting anything as amazingly rash and reckless as this.'
Ghastly nodded. 'That'll teach him to underestimate stupid people.'
'All right then,' Stephanie said. 'Just wanted to make sure we'd thought of everything. So let's go.'
Without a word, the Cleavers ran forward and jumped, legs tucked beneath them, cleared the top of the wall, and disappeared from view.
'Show-offs,' Ghastly muttered, sweeping both hands down by his sides. A gust of wind lifted him and swung him up toward the wall, where he grabbed on and pulled himself to the top.
Tanith turned to Stephanie.
'Want a boost?'
'If you wouldn't mind.'
Tanith crouched, interlocking her fingers, and Stephanie put one foot into her hands. On the count of three, Stephanie shot upward. Tanith was strong, stronger than she looked —
Stephanie had no trouble catching the edge of the wall. Ghastly helped her up, dropped down the other side, and turned to wait for her. She let herself hang down, then released her grip, and her boots crunched onto dried leaves and brittle twigs. A moment later Tanith landed beside her.
The woodland was thick, and as they moved deeper into it, it became darker. The sun had difficulty filtering through the tall trees, and it was cold enough to make Stephanie grateful for her coat. The Cleavers didn't make a sound as they walked. The woodland was quiet — quieter than it had any right to be. No birds sang. Nothing rustled in the undergrowth. It gave her an eerie sensation.
They reached the line of trees at the rear of the castle and ducked down. A small army of Hollow Men patrolled the grounds.
'Oh joy,' Ghastly said grimly. 'How are we going to get by them?'
'We need a diversion,' Tanith said.
'Any suggestions?'
Tanith didn't answer, but after a moment she looked at the Cleavers. Ghastly understood immediately.
'But there are too many,' he protested.
Tanith's tone was flat but firm. 'We don't have a choice.'
The Cleavers tilted their heads toward her, and after a moment they nodded. They stole back among the trees and were gone.
Stephanie waited with Tanith and Ghastly.
'They won't be able to hold them off for long,' Ghastly said.
'Long enough for us to sneak in,' Tanith said.
'That's not what I meant. You've just sent them to their deaths.'
She didn't look at him. 'They'll do their jobs. We'll do ours. Do you want your friend back or not?'
Ghastly didn't answer.
'Look,' Stephanie said.
The Hollow Men were moving fast, moving out of their field of vision.
'Let's go,' Tanith said.
They broke from the trees, sprinting across the wide-open space toward the castle. Stephanie glanced to her right as she ran, saw the Cleavers standing back-to-back in the distance as the Hollow Men closed in.
They reached the castle. Tanith placed her hand flat on the lock and twisted her wrist. Stephanie heard the lock break within the door, and Tanith pushed it open slowly. They crept in, then closed the door behind them.
They kept to the outer corridors, staying away from the cold heart of the castle. They found a stairway leading down, and Tanith went first, sword in her right hand, scabbard in her left.
Stephanie followed a few paces behind, and Ghastly came last.
They reached the basement, although Stephanie thought that calling it a dungeon would probably be more accurate. Tanith held up her hand, and they stopped and watched a Hollow Man clump ahead of them and pass out of sight.
They made their way forward. Tanith approached the first heavy iron door and put her ear against it. After a moment, she pushed it open. The hinges groaned in protest, but the room was empty.
Ghastly went to the next door, listened, and opened it. Again, it was empty.
Tanith glanced at Ghastly and they shared a look, and Stephanie knew what it was about.
'We should split up,' Stephanie whispered.
'No,' said Tanith.
'No way,' said Ghastly.
