Finally, after what seemed like dozens of chimes, Kimat leaped out of the middle of the spinning blades, and landed lightly near the wall, out of their reach, pressing a small button on the wall, that caused them to slow, and eventually stop, before retracting into the floor. Only once they were gone, did he turn to face Draiss, slowly removing the heavy, red blindfold over his eyes, to focus them on him. "Father," he said, in a language known for its precise context, knowign that Draiss would get the full context; a word meant to be extremely formal, but with little respect or admiration.<br/><br/>Not the warmest greeting.