"We need to gather the others and check if any of them escaped. Talking about what my wife is up to can be handled later."
With the authority of someone accustomed to post-battle cleanup, Qatrand dragged the bound cultivator back through the nursery doorway and settled him against the hallway wall. She began to develop a plan of action that would minimize.
"I can help with that. I counted at least six when I did my initial sweep, but there could be more further out from the estate as watchers. Give me a moment."
As Sevra slid off of the chair and onto the floor in a cross-legged position, she was already entering her Walk state again. It still wasn't as quick or snappy as when she used that extremely nice ritual that the heiress had designed for her, but like almost all of her abilities - coming out of that place had left its activation and rate of strain much improved.
