“Coyukh ki! Don’t you have anything better to do with your veddelo, Dirkkoma Xork?” Morielle yelled at him through the voice amplifier she got that Noollark hung on the side of the fence. Her eyes flashed at the five veddelo, who stood immobile in their places near the gate of the Praseketra.
She was annoyed when she witnessed one of the veddelo that was under Xork’s command making fun of a new recruit. They made the poor soul shed off his robe and ordered him to dance right on the back of a leith. That meant he would stomp the back of the moving beast and perhaps hurt both of them without any good reason. She knew it could be training to balance himself, but it had got nothing to do with it. It was plainly for fun since all veddelo could order a new recruit around. Even she did have her
