Rachel gasped. Iamar Tarwer was scary. His eyes seemed to be made of siver, although Rachel knew,just,knew that this coundn't be right.His hair was silverand his teeth,ugh, they were a rotten yellow. Imar's hair was silver and looked as if it had red streaks, but Rachel couldn't tell if it was real. He handed her a package and said in a raspy, horrible, wolfish voice, "Keep this package, Rachel Yalama, queen of Uma." Then Imar Tarwer dissenegrated.