As the voice thundered, a silence fell in the hall. Every eye turned to Ishit who had stood up, his eyes glaring at the man with a snake.
"Stop it immediately " Ishit's voice had lost its cordiality. His face was dark.
Barbarik and the man smiled at him as though he had said something funny. Vasu's eyes twinkled but he said nothing. He seemed amused.
"Ah! I'm sorry young lord. Vitri has liking the lass. I can't do anything now." the black-robed man said, putting on a helpless face. "Vitri is not my contracted beast so I have a little control over him. "
"Young lord, please save me. Please ....." the lass's hysteric pleas were resounding in the hall. The snake had now coiled around her neck and was licking her white-ashen face. Just by sensing the aura of the golden reptile, Ishit could make out it was not an ordinary two or three-grade serpent. The serpent must have been beyond fifth grade.
