But as though he had not heard anything before the elderly Narim-Imdar seemed to hover down the steps quietly and floayed toward the tall hexagonal pillar.
The hall was in uproar again as several shouted in fury at her blatant disrespect. "You fool! This is the great Narim-Imdar! Headmaster of the Academy of Gravel!" "This bumpkin is really in trouble now...!"
The appearance of this elderly man sank the hall into silence. But this silence was quickly shattered by the following words of the scrappy Imi-Adam. "Who's this old guy?"