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CHAPTER 17 “Languages first. It’s an essential skill.” Penrys took a deep breath and darted a half-smile at her test subject. “You’ve just met this man on the road. Who is he? Where is he from? What is he?” They were one level down below the street in the Imperial Security building, and Penrys was working on basic education for Dar Datsu and Lai Tsumai as quickly as they could absorb it. Chosmod had spent the first part of the morning checking the basics with the two students—mind-speech and shielding—while Penrys sat in a corner of the dusty room and searched fruitlessly for Najud and Munraz, and for any foreign wizards or unusual concentrations of native ones. When that failed, she offered to take over for the next topic, mind-scanning, and Chosmod volunteered himself as a non-Kigali