CHAPTER 21
A couple of hours later, Penrys called a halt to their scan through the wizard population of the district.
She closed her eyes and rotated her head until the vertebrae in her neck clicked. When she took a look at Mpeowake, she was alarmed. “You should have stopped me earlier,” she said.
The woman was pale and sweaty, but she raised a hand. “Better to finish it before they started moving around more. I’ll recover, but I’d like to return to my embassy.”
“As soon as we’ve talked about it for a moment, we’ll get you a palanquin,” Chosmod promised, and Mpeowake nodded in weary acceptance.
“All right,” Penrys said. “Here’s what we know. What was your final count, Modo?”
“Not quite two hundred wizards, including five chained ones. No sign of our people.”
“Hold on a moment—I need
