Ightah- This word is used to command an immediate impediment to someone's actions. It can translate to something like, "Stop," "Enough," or "Obey." This is another word from the same language as "Khri." To pronounce this word, one makes a slightly harsh 'h' in the back of the throat when approaching the 'gh' after the short 'i' and then gives as spelled 'tah.'
Kahath- Pronounced as spelled, this word comes from the same dialect of "Khri" and refers to decimating or any form of dissolving.
Shruul- Coming from the same tongue as "Kahath," this word means to freeze or be frozen (referring to the object of which ones desires to freeze).
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Chapter Thirty: Escape the Mad House
Back to the group from The Library
The blackness dissolves away and presents our new location to us. I cling to Father and Kaif cringes in fear. We wait for the quiet to kill itself.
"Kaif," Zaru brings out his whisper methodically, "Where are we?"
The servant huddles away from us as he shivers from his anxiety. "I'm sorry," he rasps shakily. "I'm so sorry, I never thought Lord Vensen would send us to this place if he found out about your escape." He looks so scared.
I try speaking to him calmly, "Kaif..."
"He sent us to the Mad House." His quivering slowly diminishes.
I pry at his answer to get more out of him, "The Mad House?"
A loud bang on a wall near us disturbs our soft conversation. Its echo turns into a creaking like someone is coming closer to us from the other side. We all search from the tube with our limited perspective to find the culprit of the unsettling noise. Nothing is exposing itself to us with the light from the moon, but we all sense that something is watching us. The sound of a crackling snarl sneaks its way into our range with a black thing examining us. The red eyes glaring at us individually for a meal with the matching pupils dart all over the crimson pools. Its teeth glimmer in the dim blue luminescence to show off their great size and sleek edges as they protrude from the drooling mouth. Claws from this horrifying lizard-thing slide down the glass of the cylinder and leave long marks as they act more like fingers with their flexible movements. As quickly as it came, the living shadow slips from our view like the reptile it represents and is seen no more.
The deadly silence of night comes back to accompany us with the hallway expanding left to right.
Father then steps close to where the tube is supposed to open and starts searching for a way to make the glass slide open.
"What are you doing?" My whisper barely carries over.
"We need to get out of here if we want to move forward." Dad restrains his attention to escaping this thing. "No one has authority to hurt us here, so we should be fine," he turns to stare at Zaru and comments, "except towards you." Before I question his reasoning, he changes the subject back to our predicament, "Vila, come over here. I want to show you something."
I obey as the others make room in the tight space that we're in.
"Your mother taught me this little trick when we were betrothed. Kakashin and I like to call it the spec effect." He directs my attention to one of his fingers. "You just focus your tsavi from the void into the very tip of a limb, like a finger, and concentrate on decimating what you want to destroy." He then taps the glass with one of his phalanges and a black web forms through the interior of the window. Dad taps the glass some more in different spots to create a whole unfolding darkness that devours the translucent material away until there is nothing in front of us besides the corridor.
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