I watched Loraine closely as we prepared to attack. Since the first time I saw her, I knew something was off about her. There was more to her story than she was telling. At first, Amen felt the same way but eventually, I guess even she was bought over by her tale. Nothing about her indicated the poverty the folks around there suffered; her house, dress, antiques, and the way she carried herself were all signs of wealth. My guts began telling me she was in league with Damarea himself. If she was, time will tell, but for now, I had to worry about getting Amen out of here safely.
We had a plan; hold them back for a little while and escape with Loraine to this haven she spoke of. If what she said was true and these women could blind people with their words, then it would be best not to go aga
