She was small, barely five feet, her build slight but muscular. It had been dim, but he still had the feeling her skin was darker than most, possibly making her Kyranni or even Hassakani. The way she had stood on the windowsill showed a lack of fear. Beyond all else, her blades stood out as unique – blades able to cut stone. Those same blades must have destroyed the locks. Weapons of power were uncommon, as were tools of such a nature.
