Chapter NineteenPanicked shrieks and screams pierced the silence of the Braying Caverns as the childfey who were clustered around the Fey of the Light caught sight of a tall she-Demon standing in the entrance of the cave, peering in through the rusted bars of the gate. Her silvery horns protruded through the bars and she wore a strange mask over her mouth and nose lending her an even more ferocious appearance. Racing back into the shadows, the younglings retreated like a flock of frightened sheep and with their withdrawal the dreadfulness of their conveyed emotions diminished.
“Rynzvl!” The voice was Ilys', but it was mutated somehow, made deeper and more resonant by the mask she wore.
Ayla turned to look up at Gairynzvl. “Rynzvl?” She repeated doubtfully, but, although he hissed with an
