09/02/2026 10:30

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He flinched slightly, like a nervous horse, but his hard face never turned from Egwene. Lews Therin snarled and gibbered. Mat had seen Myrddraal move, but this fellow was quicker, hard as that was to believe. Make them come away before it's too late.

The same light that glittered on the whirling silver, from the single window, made a halo around him. Older folk usually looked askance at the younglings' carrying on every bit as much as the Aiel did. They had larger than fish to feed on, these birds. He realized he was pacing, and could not stop.