Dukiel looked at Zach again. Zach nodded. It was like he was telling Dukiel to just do it. Dukiel sighed again, but he sat down and took off his shoe.
One of the things that had happened during the preparations against the Underworld's activities was the maintenance and clearing of the sewers. The stone floor was no longer damp and slick with water and mold.
But Dukiel didn't want to sit on the cold stone for long, so he grabbed his foot with both hands and concentrated for a moment. After a few moments he sighed in disappointment and looked at Zach while pointing at his foot.
"See? Nothing—" Dukiel froze and stiffly turned his head to his foot.
Zach couldn't see anything. Dukiel couldn't see anything, either. But he could feel it. But at the same time not.
