Shadow Mountain imminent

that would not surprise me.
zaahira turns now toward the southern winds. her eyes squeeze shut as the harsh breeze slices her face, numbs the tips of her ears. we will apprehend them, then. bring them to akashingo for questioning. we must get the full truth from them by any means necessary.
the gaze lined with gemstones finds the dark face of the king and searches for any sign of disagreement; or, even more pressing, signs that may show he is lying. if that does not work, we will go to brecheliant.