"Who's Bones?" Stratos asks, puzzled. Ideas about pet skeletons float through his mind before he gets to explaining further. He misses the smile on Felix's face, the tinge of proud affection. "Anyway, knights are a special kind of soldier. They dedicate themselves to the gods and go on quests to help other people. They're very honorable. They won't let us down."

They're coming out into a bigger cave with a flatter floor now, still broken by the remains of pillars and steps. There's daylight trickling in from a short tunnel on the left side, and that's the way they're headed.