They dropped what they were doing, and hurried over to the desk.
"You mean you've worked out the correct translation? Finally?"
"I have." Wesley was triumphant. "It's not Egyptian, it's Etruscan! Mistaken for Egyptian by the design pattern, but any fool can see it predates their-"
"Great. So, what's the paragraph about? The struggle between right and wrong?"
"It's not about right. And it's not about wrong."
"Well, what is it about?"
"It's about power."
"Well, I'm sort of impressed!"
"It's a noun, too…"
Angel whispered to Cordelia. "Can you believe the Watchers Council let this guy go?"