
Bay closed his eyes and took a deep breath, trying to calm himself. Without Macit, they couldn't do anything. Macit hadn't told him what was wrong. His anger overpowered him. He swung around and punched the wall, pulling his knuckles away grazed and bleeding.
Kempas gave Bay a disapproving look.
Seithenin starred at the paper. Suddenly, his vision went black! Then his sight was flying through Pathis at an amazing speed. Then over the Plains of Kelden, he knew there should be people but he saw none. Then he was at the rockbound coast of the Sea of Allasdine. Then he was at a rocky island where it was raining. The castle was black. Seithenin slid through the walls then through a door into a dark cell. Macit sat on a bed in the dark.
Seithenin's sight returned to his body with a sharp jerk, that made him stumble backwards. He flung his left hand out to catch himself, with his right forearm across his eyes. When he regained his balance, he opened his eyes. They were all looking at him.
Seithenin ignored them. Instead, he grabbed The Encyclipedia of Glenino of a shelf and started leafing through it. He stopped when he found the picture of the castle. It was called Por Im'tal.
Seithenin lay the book on the table and pointed at the picture. "This is where she is."
"We can't go there." Bay said firmly.
"Why not?" Seithenin, Annubi, and Kempas asked in chorus.
"It is gaurded by the Immortals."
"What are those?" Annubi asked.
Bay made a deft flick of his wrist and the book flipped to a page that had a picture of a beast that was nine feet tall, with blood red eyes, and thick matted fur. "The Immortals are called that because no being has ever killed one and they live on for ages. If you get close enough to strick one it can paralyze you. It's only fear is fire, and Por Im'tal is bereft of any light. That is why we can't."
"We must." Seithenin protested. "She's the only one that can tell us what is wrong."
Bay sighed. Kempas's and Annubi's looks said they agreed with Seithenin. "Fine." he huffed. "Do you still have the Farcus Saber?" Bay directed the question at Kempas.
"The what?"
Bay sighed again. He walked into Macit's room, reached under her matress, and drew out the flame colored Saber. Bay tossed the Saber to Annubi who caught it and buckled it on. Seithenin had put the book in a satchel and slung it over his shoulder. Bay then got out two black, hooded cloaks for the boys. Annubi and Seithenin put them on.
"Why must we wear these?" Seithenin asked.
"We were way to careless coming here when there was trouble."
"What about me?" Kempas asked angrily. She wasn't about to be left behind.
"If you leave the athoritys might suspect something, because you never leave Pathis." Bay explained.
Kempas scowled.
"What about you? How are you going to hide?" Annubi asked.
Bay answered by changing himself into a small hawk and settling himself onto Seithenin's shoulder.
The hawk on his shoulder gave a screech. Seithenin gave Bay a reproachful glance. The hawks eyes (if possible) looked apologetic.
Nobody notice two boys in black cloaks, one with a saber and one with a hawk, dissapear into the morning mist.
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