"That depends on the sorcerer," he replied. "Elemental magic is usually more powerful overall, but there are those who would argue it still isn't worth the trouble." Skulduggery paused a moment, looking off into space somewhere behind Rita. "They'd be wrong, of course. Most of them argue just to inflate their own feelings of self-worth."

Skulduggery only knew one Adept who had a leg to stand on when they claimed to be the most powerful sorcerer the world had ever seen. And that one didn't particularly count, seeing as he'd vanished from the world and gone back to being an Elemental.

Explaining Adepts to newcomers was always difficult, just for the sheer amount of tricks they could have up their sleeves. "Anything, really," he began slowly. "I was good friends with someone who could adjust her center of gravity. Others can read minds, see the future, travel through walls and ceilings, become invisible, manipulate lightning. Some can do more than one."

Skulduggery sat back in his chair and looked up at the ceiling, trying to remember if he'd blinked in the last few minutes or not. "I've always enjoyed fighting Adepts," he informed Rita, his tone cheerful. "They like to keep you in suspense."