"A shadow plane?" Skulduggery wondered, making no attempt to hide his fascination. If any of Wreath's pointed comments about Skulduggery's own fitness with regards to that shadow plane bothered him, he certainly wasn't showing it. Wreath was right, after all; there was a reason Skulduggery hadn't tried to fiddle with his own soul lantern yet. He didn't trust himself to be able to handle the consequences. "So that's why you were so adamant about each plane being accessible from every universe. In that case, Keeliai could be one of many. It only sits on the crossing of three planes."

It also meant Skulduggery needed to avoid the death plane from now on. He'd been there once before, and come out thankfully unscathed, but it was better to be safe than sorry. Or at least, that was how the saying usually went. Wasn't it?

"How skilled was Bakura?" he asked, standing up to take Wreath's empty glass back to the kitchen. "Would he have been alright on his own, or did you rescue him as well?"