carved on each of the cage bars, and they started to glow as Valkyrie and Skulduggery neared.
'Don't touch the cage,' Skulduggery warned.
'How do we open it?'
'Very, very carefully, I'd imagine. I'm not as fluent in the language of these symbols as China is, but I know enough to recognize a death field when I see one. It'd kill anyone who even put a hand inside those bars.'
'Can we turn it off?'
'If we knew the right symbol to touch, yes. Unfortunately, if we touch the wrong symbol, the field will swell and kill everything in the room.'
'Would it kill you?'
'Seeing as how I'm already dead?'
'Well, would it? Serpine used his red right hand on you, and it didn't have any effect. Maybe this would be the same.'
'If I knew a little more about how I ended up as a living skeleton with impeccable fashion sense, I could give it a try. But there is every chance that the death field would kill whatever's left of me.'
'So how are we going to get the Grotesquery?'
Skulduggery walked in among the shelves. 'There has to be something here that will help us,' he said.
Valkyrie followed, browsing the artifacts on display, although she really had no idea what she was looking for, let alone how they could use any of it to open the cage.
She picked up a wooden sphere, about twice the size of a tennis ball. It had a thin groove running all the way around its circumference.
'And this is ...?' she asked, holding it up for Skulduggery to see.
'Cloaking sphere,' he said. 'Not very many of those around, actually.'
'What does it do?'
'It makes magic people invisible.'
'Cool.'
Valkyrie replaced it and turned to follow him, but Skulduggery was gone.
She heard a sound from somewhere in the stacks and saw movement. There was a grunt, and Skulduggery came flying over the shelves. He hit a table and smashed the vials that had been sitting there, then rolled off the edge, hit the ground, and groaned. A big man with long silver hair strode out after him. Valkyrie recognized him from the description she'd been given. Gruesome Krav.
The Diablerie were here to steal the Grotesquery before them.
Valkyrie backed off, her heart suddenly slamming against her chest, and then there were footsteps behind her.
She turned to see Sanguine approach, smiling that wicked smile. She clicked the fingers of both her hands, and flames filled her grip, but cracks spider-webbed at Sanguine's feet and he sank into the floor. Valkyrie turned, wary, ignoring the sounds of Skulduggery's fight, listening for the telltale crumbling that signified Sanguine's movements underground.
She heard it and knew he was rising up out of the ground directly behind her. She lashed out a back kick and felt it connect. She turned to seeSanguine sprawling, hands at his face, his sunglasses broken neatly in two and his nose pumping blood. His eyeless face contorting in pain and fury, he scrambled up and made a grab for her.
Valkyrie ducked under his right arm and kicked at his leg, and he went down on one knee; she followed through with an elbow to the back of his head. He dropped forward, onto his hands, and swung his leg back viciously, catching both of her ankles. She crashed to the ground, and his hands were on her as he got to his feet. She tried to break his hold, but he was too strong, and he hurled her into a row of shelves. The shelves toppled, artifacts smashing, and Valkyrie followed them to the floor.
She got up and tried to push at the air, but Sanguine was too fast. He punched, and her head snapped around and white light exploded in her vision, and even as she was falling, she tasted the blood. Suddenly she was on the ground, her left hand covering her mouth, aware that one of her front teeth was broken. Her body was leaden, drained of its strength, and all she could think about was that her tooth had been damaged and the hassle it would be to explain that to her mother.A brown shoe appeared beside her face, and Sanguine knelt, opening his straight razor, the blood from his nose flowing freely onto her coat.
'You deserve this,' he snarled, bringing the blade to her throat.
There was a gunshot, and he screamed and fell to one side, clutching his leg. Behind him, Skulduggery switched targets, but Krav slapped the gun out of his hand.
Cursing in pain, Sanguine got up and, ignoring Valkyrie, lurched to the cage. He pressed his hand against a symbol, and it flashed. Valkyrie rolled away, expecting the death field to envelop them all as Skulduggery had warned. But the symbol faded, as did all the others. The cage door opened and Sanguine dragged himself inside. He reached for the Grotesquery, and at his touch, the chains released their hold and the bandaged torso fell heavily.
'I have it!' he snapped.
Krav snarled at Skulduggery, cheated out of his kill, and strode for the cage. The ground crumbled beneath them as Sanguine took Krav and the Grotesquery down and away.
Skulduggery snatched up his gun and hurried to Valkyrie. She became aware of the pounding on the double doors. The Resolute Thread was holding, but even as she watched, the blade of a scythe pierced the door and withdrew. The Cleavers were hacking their way in.
'Let me see,' Skulduggery said, helping her to sit up. He took her face in his gloved hand and tilted her head back. Blood was running down her chin, and she was doing her best not to swallow. 'Open your mouth.'
Valkyrie shook her head. She had tears in her eyes--partly from shock, partly from distress. Billy-Ray Sanguine had taken her smile with one vicious punch.
Skulduggery pulled her to her feet. A sliver of cold air hissed past her tooth, and she moaned in pain. She kept her lips pressed tightly together.
The double doors fell apart, and Thurid Guild stormed into the Repository, flanked by two Cleavers. He saw the empty cage.
'Get them!' he thundered.
Skulduggery grabbed Valkyrie's hand and dragged her into the maze of shelves. One of the Cleavers bounded from Guild's side and leaped high, landing in front of them, scythe swinging to block their way. Skulduggery thrust at the air, but the Cleaver moved through the ripples. The other Cleaver was coming in from behind, moving to trap them.
They couldn't afford to be arrested. The Diablerie had the Isthmus Anchor, which meant their next move would be to track down and snatch Fletcher Renn. Valkyrie and Skulduggery had to get out of here.
Skulduggery's gun was still in his right hand, and he fired, point-blank, into the first Cleaver's chest. The Cleaver staggered, his uniform protecting him, and Skulduggery added to his backward momentum with a kick. The Cleaver went down, and they jumped over him.
They ran to the end of the row, and Skulduggery grabbed the cloaking sphere, then rammed a shoulder into the shelf, and the whole thing toppled over. Artifacts crashed to the ground, unnatural smoke billowed, and there were cries, like a dozen trapped souls suddenly released. In the confusion, Valkyrie ducked low and followed Skulduggery on a course through the shelves, heading for the door. She could hear Guild barking orders as reinforcements arrived.
The smoke reached her and smelled foul, and by instinct she took a breath through her mouth, immediately stumbling from the pain. Clamping both hands over her bloody lips, she blinked the tears away and saw Skulduggery disappearing behind another row of shelves. She hurried after him but froze as a Cleaver stepped in front of her.
His visored helmet swept his surroundings. She stayed frozen. He'd see her in a matter of moments.
Gloved hands emerged from the gloom behind the Cleaver and yanked him back out of sight.
Valkyrie stayed where she was, waiting for the fight to erupt, but there was only stillness.
She peered between the shelves and saw Guild, standing there with a furious look on his face. There was movement behind him, and Valkyrie realized that a Cleaver had been standing there only moments before.
She moved forward, staying low and quiet. She darted across the gap between shelves and followed another row, which led her closer to the door. Another Cleaver ran in, and Guild waved to him to stop.
