She would go alone, the same as you, and you know it. At first, she could not make out who had called. After a time the scouts came galloping back, straight in the saddles, lances erect against the sky. Moiraine! Egwene's hurt! And Mat! Mat's breathing sounded labored, and his face was deathly pale.
The other man never ceased stropping his knife, never even looked up from it. The other woman jumped to her feet and hurried to peer anxiously through a window at the Green and the village. It seemed less; the Illuminators must be putting out the flames. If he is alive, if he did not go with the Seanchan, I have to- He cut off as she produced his heron-mark sword from under her cloak.
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