Rising Sun Valley Entrance to Nevada

Even if Rhanno did not admit it, the young boy had verbally defeated him. His deep, booming voice was cutting, he knew. When the man failed to reply, the silver-masked boy smiled, watching him roll his shoulders as if to shrug his insults off. But words cut deeper than fangs, he knew. And fear cuts even deeper. Rhanno turned towards him, and Zoratto's smile fell away. He glared at the man, his pale eyes meeting Rhanno's dark.

"Algbo?" He snapped. "Re wux gethrisjir ekess nakta staring sva ve usv re wux gethrisjir ekess widegoa leading ve, 'kwi jennu Khal'?"