Two confused Librarians

In a blink Anara found herself in the lobby, no longer in the library, no longer falling. Well at least not with speed head first into the stone floor. She was standing there shocked, not feeling the pain anymore, looking at her hands in disbelief, the book evaporating from her hand. She was outside the library, the book will only evaporate if you would take it out of the library, she did it! She teleported out of the library! "Ha! Take that you old farts!" She called maniacally at the surprised librarians, who watched as she lost consciousness and fell to the floor.

When she came to she was in some kind of a cell, laying on a stiff bed. Her head hurt like after a night of heavy drinking with her fellow students, nights that would end at dawn with most passing out. "Good morning, girl" a broken voice said from somewhere behind the bars. Anara found it difficult to focus, almost impossible to gauge the exact location of the person who was speaking, or even the distance from her to the bars. "We had given you something to block your ability to cast anything" The person continued, stepping closer to the bars, revealing himself. He was the definition of an 'old fart' in Anara's mind, wrinkly, frizzled white hair, beard that wreaked of past centuries. "Couldn't find a Manipulator willing to touch you?" Anara threw at him, prompting a wry and ugly smile from the man. "You have some spirit, I like that" he said, "No worries, we will take care of that" he continued in a creepy manner, Anara could feel her nauseousness increase just from interacting with him.

Suddenly, the bars opened up, two bulky men, each with a metal mask and a chain collar around their neck. The mask covered their entire faces apart from two holes for their empty looking eyes and a hole for the mouth. In the masks' forehead was a red gemstone, shimmering with some inner light. The men had no attire other than a loincloth, that did almost nothing to cover their massive members. The two burly men seemed strong, they looked like they could break Anara in half with a twist of their massive arms. She gulped, it was an effective intimidation tactic on behalf of the old fart.

"I have already questioned the two librarians" the ancient asshole continued. Anara couldn't take her eyes off of the two men, she knew it was a bad move, to show her fear, but there was something really disturbing about them. She was accustomed to getting looks from others, sometimes more lusty and sometimes adoring. She used those looks to get her way sometimes, but those men did not look at her at all, they were just string at the empty space in front of them, unmoving and emotionless. "Before they perished, the only thing they could tell me was that you appeared in the air behind them, holding a book from the closed sanctum, which evaporated" the old man said with apparent delight. "You killed them? For just being there?" Anara asked, eyes darting for a mere moment from the two mountain people that stood before her bed.

"Well, when somebody deals with the advancement of magic, one must be willing to go the length" the dried raisin in robes croaked, Anara being even more disgusted than before. "And what do you think you will get by intimidating me?" she shot his way. "Oh, I'm not going to intimidate you" the smile and the rotten teeth was horrid to Anara. "These.." he paused, trying to find the better words while pointing at the two men "Servants will help you give up any information you have about teleportation" he finished, the most bile inducing smile on his face. "I will wait for you to scream what I want" he smiled again, snapping his fingers. The two men suddenly came to life, eyes focused on Anara.