Chapter 9
Jabari watched, his eyes narrowed, as the priest stood with his head bowed in the center of the group of people who had captured him. He heard the words of Isika's friend with only part of his brain. Something wasn't right. He was sure that worker priests were too powerful to be captured by a ragged band of workers. What was going on?
Then, a flash. A blast of power lifted him off his feet and set him back down. He felt disoriented, and when he tried to open his eyes, he realized they were already open. The sky was black with an impenetrable darkness, though he had been standing in bright daylight a moment ago. He felt all around himself and found a feathery shape—an Othra.
Which one are you? he asked.
You can't tell? The bird sounded offended.
Jabari sighed. Hi Keethior, he
