Mark of the Touched
'There you are,' his lips curled thinking they would be more willing to talk it out now that it was a leveled playing field but their reactions were not at all what he expected.
They jumped back and unsheathed their curved blades with one hand while the other harbored the desert's flame to create fire shields.
He couldn't see the faces but their body language was not too different from that of a scared child. Whatever they were seeing was far above and beyond their expectations.
Step by step they moved back while holding his gaze. Behind them was Che Yun and next to him were a few small figures the same size as him. They were surrounding him, poking and prodding curiously when one of the adult Djinn spoke up.
"Eud alan!" he yelled, startling the little ones.
One of the smaller Djinns stood up and stomped his feet in frustration, "Lakinak qult 'anah yumkinuna alhusul ealayh!"