When Ancalagon returns, he finds that Shyrath is done with that part of the process, and has already had one of the slaves fetch her a tightly woven, tough leather whip. About three inches before the end, there is the smallest knot as the weaving ends, and it instead spreads out as three smaller lashes.<br/><br/><strong>"I'm afraid two trips will be necessary, so large are all but the human. Never mind, we can take the opportunity to claim the valuables as well, adding them to <em>our</em> hoarde."</strong><br/><br/>She grins, placing emphasis on the word 'our'.<br/><br/><strong>"Shall we let the two guards watch this stage of her punishment, so that they might understand who is in charge and what to expect if they dare to disobey us?"</strong>