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Melindhra was off hi herself as she snatched up spears and bucklers She darted from the tent like that

"Blood and bloody ashes!" Matmeant the south He and Melindhra had put up their tent to the south, with the Chareen, as far froet and stay in the enca outside in those thornbushes naked, the way Melindhra had The blackbirdfro his feet in his boots as best he could in the low tent, he looked at the silver foxhead lying beside his blankets Shouts were rising outside, the clash of ured out that thathi it, her channeling had not affected him He had never heard of Shadon able to channel, but there was always the Black Ajah -- so Rand said, and he believed it -- and always the chance that one of the Forsaken had finally co over his head so theon his chest, he snatched up his ravenht

He had no time to feel the icy chill Before he was completely out of the tent, he almost lost his head to a scythecurved Trolloc sword The blade brushed his hair as he threw hi to his feet with the spear ready

At first glance in the darkness, the Trolloc ain as tall as any Aielarbed all in black oat’s horns attached But these horns grew out of that too huoat’s ed at hiue Mat spun his spear like a quarterstaff, knocking the heavy, curved blade to one side, and thrust his long spearpoint into the creature’sfor that Poweroatsnouted Trolloc folded over with a harsh cry, and Mat pulled his weapon free, dodging aside as it fell

All around hiht Trollocs with tusked boars’ snouts or wolves’ les’ beaks, so those oddly curved swords and spiked axes, hooked tridents and spears Here and there one used a huge bow to shoot barbed arrows the size of sh coats, with swords, shouting desperately as they died a the thornbushes

"Sammael!"

"Sa, ed an Aiel, but the Trollocs died harder

"I am no bloody hero!" Mat shouted to no one in particular as he battled a Trolloc with a bear’s handled axe, with half a dozen sharp spikes and a flaring blade big enough to split a tree, throwing it about like a toy in those great hairy hands It was being near Rand that got Mat into these things All he wanted froirl or three "I don’t want to be mixed up in this!" Especially not if Sammael was around "Do you hear me?"

The Trolloc went doith a ruined throat, and he found hi two Aiel who had coether The Halfman looked like ascales like a snake’s It htblack cloak hanging still however it darted And it had no eyes Just a deadwhite sweep of skin where eyes should be

That eyeless gaze turned on hi his bones "The look of the Eyeless is fear," they said in the Borderlands, where they should know, and even Aiel adh the marrow That was the creature’s first weapon The Half run

With a roar, Mat rushed to , evercarried a blade as dark as its cloak, a sword haes of Thakan’dar, and if that cut hiood as dead unless Moiraine appeared quickly with her Healing But there was only one sure way to take down a Fade Allout attack; you had to overwhelht for defense could be a good way to die He could not even spare a glance for the battle raging around hiht

The Myrddraal’s blade flickered like a serpent’s tongue, darted like black lightning, but to counter Mat’s attack When ravenht steel ht flashed around the attack struck flesh Black sword and pale hand fleay, and the reverse stroke sliced open the Myrddraal’s throat, but Mat did not stop Thrust through the heart, cut to one ha, then the other, all in rapid succession Only then did he step away fro about with its good hand and severed stu time to admit that they were dead; they did not die co around, Mat realized that the attack was over Whatever Darkfriends or Trollocs were not dead, had fled; at least, he saw none standing except Aiel Some of them were down, too He plucked a kerchief from the neck of a Darkfriend corpse to wipe the Myrddraal’s black blood fro

This night assault ht, Trolloc and human, none had reater numbers, they could not have hoped forThe Old Tongue?"

He turned to look at Melindhra She had unveiled, but she still wore not a stitch more than her shoufa There were other Maidens about, and h ering They had no modesty, that was it No h her breathnow that he had no fight for his life to occupy hisI heard once," he told her "I liked the sound of it" Carai an Caldazar! For the honor of the Red Eagle The battle cry of Manetheren Most of his memories were from Manetheren Some of those he had had before the twisted doorway Moiraine said it was the Old Blood co as it did