'It can't be dangerous... If it was, then there is no way that Xander would keep it near his Capital City if it was. He might be a little eccentric, but he's not a complete moron.'
That was the thought that Seth had to keep reminding himself off as they traversed deeper into the winding caves. Small torches and lanterns lit the way in some places, especially at important junctions, but for the most part it was Omelette's azure flames that kept their path illuminated.
As much as Seth had to keep his rational mind in charge, reminding himself of how illogical it would be for the American to keep such a dangerous thing nearby, his irrational monkey brain was also making a thousand suggestions.
