He turned around before they saw him. Nynaeve gave a start when she realized she was naked, then stared in amazement. Run! There are Trollocs after us. Maybe Ingtar has arrived.
It seemed to be the right thing to say. That-that vile, contemptible, miserable-hag! The Light burn her! I'd like to feed her to the fish. Rand took the first watch himself, walking the edges of the copse with his bow, sometimes easing his sword in its scabbard. He did not know what it was that he hurled, or how, but in the heart of that darkness bloomed a coruscating fountain of light.
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