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"I think he can hear us," Ailil broke in cal a belt knife? Or drawing one? "If he dies here -- " She cut off as sharply as the other woman had, and her head jerked around

Hooves thundered past Rand on either side in thick strea north, toward the Seanchan Sword in hand, Bashere barely reined in before leaping froorin Panar dismountedby "Strike ho and Illian!" he shouted "Strike ho!" The crash of steel rose higher And the screarowled, favoring the toh, before raising his voice above the din of battle "Morr! Burn your Asha’on was down, thank the Light

With an effort, Rand turned his head perhaps a hand Enough to see Illianers and Saldaeans driving on north The Seanchan h Bashere’shorse nearly on top of Anaiyella She looked disgruntled at the lack of an apology as thedark hair out of his face She h when she realized he intended to channel, though, practically bounding away Ailil was , but not noticeably slower in stepping clear And she slipped a silverhandled belt knife back into its sheath at her waist

Healing was a sis were broken off and the arron the rest of the way through with a sharp jerk that brought a gasp to Rand’s lips, but that was just to clear the way Dirt and lightly ements would fall way as flesh knit itself up, but only Flinn and a few others could use the Power to reers on Rand’s chest, Morr caught his tongue between his teeth with a fixed expression and wove Healing That was how he always did it; it did not work for him, otherwise It was not the coe that, and none as well as Flinn, so far This was si enough tofrom every pore He quivered violently from head to foot A roast in the oven must have felt that way

The sudden flood of heat ebbed slowly, and Rand lay panting In his head, Lews Therin panted, too Kill hi the voice to a faint buzz, Rand thanked Morr -- the young on Scepter froround and forced hihtly Bashere started to offer an aresture Rand could stand unaided Barely He could as soon have flown by waving his arh When he touched his side, his shirt slipped on blood, yet the old round scar and the newer slash across it merely felt tender Halfhealed only, but they had never been better than that since he got them

For avaguely congratulatory and offered him a smile that made him wonder whether she intended to lick his wrist Ailil stood very straight, very cool, as if nothing had happened Had they meant to leave him to die? Or to kill hi in and rush to check on him? On the other hand, Ailil had drawn her knife once the talk of hian

Most of the Saldaeans and Illianers were galloping north or riding down the slope of the ridge, pursuing the last of the Seanchan And then Weiralossy black at a slow canter that picked up when he saw Rand His aron," the High Lord intoned as he dismounted He still seemed as clean as he had in Illian Bashere siorin’s finery was decidedly dirtstained, and slashed down one sleeve besides Weiraivein front of the ridge and went to meet them I never suspected this other company You can’t knoould pain me if you were injured"

"I think I know," Rand said dryly, and Weira? Perhaps Weirae "What did youback," Bashere replied In the valley, fire and lightning erupted for a ive him the lie, but nearly to the far end

"Your scouts do say they all do be retreating," Gregorin said, rubbing his beard, and gave Morr a sidelong, uncorinned at hihting heading hishis sword about ild abandon, but he flinched at Morr’s grin

Gedwyn strode up then, leading his horse carelessly, insolently He alorin, frowned at Weira the ht pinch them The tomen drew back from him hastily, but then, so did the men except for Bashere Even Morr Gedwyn’s salute to Rand was a casual tap of fist to chest "I sent scouts out as soon as I saw this lot was done There are three more columns inside ten miles"

"All headed west," Bashere put in quietly, but he looked at Gedwyn sharp enough to slice stone "You’ve done it," he told Rand "They’re all falling back I doubt they’ll stop short of Ebou Dar Carand ly -- or perhaps not -- Weiralory of the Lord of the Morning," as he put it, but it was certainly a shock to hear Gedwyn say he would nota few more swipes at these Seanchan and he certainly would notEbou Dar Even Ailil and Anaiyella added their voices in favor of "putting an end to the Seanchan once and for all," though Ailil did add that she would as soon like to avoid having to return to finish She was quite sure the Lord Dragon would insist on her coht in the Aiel Waste

Only Bashere and Gregorin spoke for turning back, and raise their voices they did increasingly as Rand stood silent Silent and star