All Egwene knew was that she was on her feet, trying to kick the burning blankets outside before they set the tent on fire. Our master would disapprove, as I am surely needed here more than you, and you fear him more than you fear being made damane. They watched for the wrong thing, and forgot when they should have been remembering. burn me, Egwene was down here! Lan pursed his lips thoughtfully; it was the only expression on his face.
And why would Fain demand that he follow, then try to stop him? He only knew that he believed the message. Elayne's voice dropped almost to a whisper at that name. It was a question guaranteed to cause doubt and anxiety, coming from an Aes Sedai, but Amalisa's back stiffened, and her face hardened. Vultures flapping, their white wings stained red; bloody, featherless heads tearing and gorging.
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