The people believed and there was slaughter.

When it was over there was no more a sun king nor any of the ruddy-haired folk; slain were they, slain down to the babe at breast.
"But still the tides swept higher; still dwindled the land! "As it shrank multitudes of the fleeing people were led through Moon Pool Chamber and carried here.

They were what now are called the _ladala_, and they were given place and set to work; and they thrived.
Came many of the fair-haired; and they were given dwellings.

They sat beside the evil _Taithu_; they became drunk even as they with the dancing of the Shining One; they learned--not all; only a little part but little enough--of their arts.

And ever the Shining One danced more gaily out there within the black amphitheatre; grew ever stronger--and ever the hordes of its slaves behind the Veil increased.
"Nor did the _Taithu_ who clung to the old ways check this--they could not.