They thought they understood, and let him go. Take us to it, she said briskly. If he is the one, then we truly may have time enough. The Warder was smiling.
And Loial. Stone leaves appeared to stir with a breeze, flowers appeared to have color even in the dark. It was one of those Trollocs that ran him through, before it loped howling for blood deeper into the Two Rivers. Rand made his voice more confident than he felt.
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