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While he was inthe pavement, until she was face to face with Lanfear It was only for awhat could have gotten in her way, then Moiraine was flung to one side so hard she rolled over and over until she disappeared beneath one of the wagons

The quayside was in turon erupted, yet only the blind could not know the One Poas being wielded by the wo ropes, freeing barges as their crews desperately fended the craft toward open water and flight Barechested dockled to jump aboard In the other direction ht to pass through the gates into the city And aures veiled themselves and rushed at Lanfear with spears or knives or bare hands There could be no doubt she was the source of the attack, no doubt she fought with the Power They ran to dance the spears regardless

Fire rolled over them in waves Arrows of it pierced those who came on with their clothes in flames It was not as if Lanfear battled theht have been brushing aside gnats or biteht Sheelse existed

Heartbeats only

Three steps she had taken when Rand seized theice, sweet honey and ht for survival was distant, the battle before hion, he channeled, pulling the heat fro it into the river Flaulfed huain, and ahions, an almost transparent wall that shut out all not already within Even as he tied the weave, he was not sure what it was or where it had come from -- some memory of Lews Therin’s perhaps -- but Lanfear’s fires struck it and stopped He could see people outside di -- he had taken the fla in the air -- but none would burn now that had not already Bodies lay inside, too,She did not care; her channeled flalanced aside

Heartbeats He was cold in the emptiness of the Void, and if he felt sorrow for the dead and dying and scarred, the feeling was so far off it ht not have been He was cold itself Ee of saidin filled hiwene, eyes concentrated on Lanfear He had meant to shut them out from this They must have raced with him Mat and Asons In icy calwene and Aviendha could shield her while he distracted her

Sorunted

"One of thewene threw her head back and wailed, eyes bulging, the world’s agony shrieking fro, howls chasing Egwene’s as they cliht was suddenly there in the emptiness Spirit woven so, with Fire and Earth There Rand felt sowene collapsed in a motionless heap, Aviendha to hands and knees, head down and swaying

Lanfear staggered, her eyes going from the women to him, dark pools of black fire "You are mine, Lews Therin! Mine!"

"No" Rand’s voice see tunnel Distract her fro forward, did not look back "I was never yours, Mierin I will always belong to Ilyena" The Void quivered with sorrow and loss And with desperation, as he fought so balanced I am Rand al’Thor And, Ilyena, ever and always e I ahts tried to well up, a fountain of them, of Ilyena, of Mierin, of what he could do to defeat her He forced the side I am Rand al’Thor! "Your name is Lanfear, and I’ll die before I love o