“Free me!” Moghedien said, scratching at the a’dam. “Free me, you—” Pain sent her to the ground, writhing. “I am called Shanan,” the sul’dam said as another woman approached, a damane in tow. “But you may call me mistress. I think that we should return to Ebou Dar quickly.” Her companion nodded, and the damane made a gateway. They had to drag Moghedien through.
