SPLASH!
A bucket of water later, the fainting boy jolted awake from his nightmare, only to come face to face with the exact entity his nightmare was about. He almost passed out again.
"Aaaaaargh! Don't kill me!"
Hearing it squeal horrendously like a pig at the slaughterhouse, Jake was momentarily tempted to grant the exact opposite of his wish. Wincing as he plugged his ears, he snarled menacingly through his teeth, the growl emanating from his throat somewhere between a roar and the purr of a car.
He wasn't even aware of how utterly creepy his actions were.
And not surprisingly, the boy immediately fell silent as if he had just swallowed a fly. His breaths were so shallow, on the other hand, that Jake was genuinely worried that he might pass out from hypoxia again.
"Breath." Jake ordered coldly as he scowled at him. The good news was that the teenager understood Oraclean. It explained why he hadn't gotten a language kit this time.