If I did right, I'd tell them, but Moiraine knows, and she hasn't said anything. They were Artur Hawkwing's armies returned. Rand stepped back, gripping the hilt hard. Mat caressed the dagger's hilt.
I'm no novice. As he had been taught, Rand formed a single flame in his mind and concentrated on it, tried to feed all emotion and passion into it, to form a void within himself, with even thought outside. He opened his eyes and squared his back and made his voice firm. The bundle in Rand's arms seemed to weigh ten stone.
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