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"About ten ood fifty thousandto march" They were aware of that, but it pulled every eye to hiue Weiramon’s mouth snapped shut sourly; the fellow did love to hear hi at sharp oiled beards, smiled in anticipation, the fools Semaradrid looked like a orin and the three lords of the Nine with hirim deterns of sul’dam or damane," Rand went on, "but even without theh to kill a lot of us if anybody forgets the plan No one will forget, though, I’es without orders, this tilass, and hard as stone No haring off because you thought , either
Weira to put as much oil into it as Sunamon ever could
It was a simple plan, in its way They would advance west in five columns, each with Asha’man, and attempt to fall on the Seanchan from every side at once Or as close to all sides as could be ed Simple plans were best, Bashere insisted If you won’t be satisfied with a whole litter of fat piglets, he had muttered, if you have to rush into the woods to find the old sow, then don’t get too fancy, or she’ll gut you
No plan of battle survives first contact, Lews Therin said in Rand’s head For ais wrong, he growled suddenly His voice began to gain intensity, and drift into wild disbelieving laughter It can’t be wrong, but it is So, twitching His cackles turned to weeping It can’t be! I must be mad! And he vanished before Rand couldwith the plan, or Bashere would have been on it like a duck on a beetle
Lews Therin wasas Rand al’Thor reon Reborn went an "Take your places," he coht down the urge to laugh at that joke
The large clu as they sorted themselves out Few liked the way Rand had divided the down of barriers had occurred in the shock of the first fight in the ain almost immediately
Weiramon frowned over his undelivered speech, but after an elaborate bow that thrust his beard at Rand like a spear he rode north over the hills followed by Kiril Drapeneos, Bertome, Doressin, and several minor Cairhienin lords, every last one of the placed over them Gedwyn rode by Weiraot dark scowls for it that he affected not to notice The other groupings were as orin also headed north, with a sullen Suna in the sa lesser Cairhienin behind Jeordwyn Semaris, another of the Nine, followed Bashere south with Amondrid and Gueyaerly for the simple reason that he was not Tairen, or Cairhienin, or Illianer, depending on thethe same with Bashere that Gedith Weiranore it A little way from Bashere’s party, Torean and Maraconn rode with their heads together, likely venting spleen at having Semaradrid placed over the toward Jeordwyn, and standing in his stirrups to look back toward Gregorin and Kiril, though it was ier past the hills Seht, looked as unflappable as Bashere
It was the sa He trusted Bashere, and he thought he orin, and none of the others could dare think of turning against him with so many outlanders around hihed softly, watching theht for hiht well, because they had no other choice Any more than he had
Madness, Lews Therin hissed Rand shoved the voice away angrily
He was hardly alone, of course Tihera and Marcolin hadthe olive trees on hills flanking the one where he sat his horse The rest were out as a screen against surprise A coionmen waited patiently in the hollow below under Masond’s eye, and at their rear, ason the heath back in Illian They were trying to eionlanced at Ailil and Anaiyella The Tairen wo smile, but it faltered weakly The Cairhienin woet them, or Denharad and their arest, and the strongest by a fair in
Flinn and the men Rand had chosen out after Du old h all save Adley and Narishon as well as the Sword, and Dashiva had worn it first In part it was because the youngerexperience as a bannerman in the Andoran Queen’s Guards In part it was because Dashiva did not seem to care He only appeared a to himself, that was Most often, he hardly see past his own nose
For that reason, it was so of a shock when Dashiva aardly booted his slabsided ue or behts, was fixed in a worried frown It wasof a shock when he seized saidin as soon as he reached Rand and wove a barrier around the Lews Therin did not waste breath -- if a dise; he lurched for the Source snarling wordlessly, tried to claw the Poay from Rand And just as abruptly fell silent and vanished
"There’s so aue In fact, he sounded precise And testy A teacher lecturing a particularly dense pupil He even stabbed a finger at Rand "I don’t knohat it is Nothing can twist saidin, and if it could be twisted, we’d have felt it back in thethere, yesterday, but so ser I know; I know Saidin is not alive But it pulses, here It is di