Bornhald gulped the last of the water and tossed the cup aside. Egwene's mouth felt dry. Even close up it looked like nothing more than a thick square of stone, taller than he was. They'll do.
With her foot, Verin scrubbed out a wheel she had drawn in the dirt. The Draghkar's pale hands bloodied as they tore at the sharp steel, wings buffeting the two men with thunderclaps. Half the time he did not understand what women meant when they said things. Wear this void of yours all the time, Rand al'Thor, and you'll learn uses for it you never suspected.
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