Most did not even bother to look at who had bumped past them. Light, if only I don't have to use the Power to do it. She calmly returned their startled looks. Half mad, no longer caring what it was, he reached for saidin, tried to wrap it around him, tried to hide in it from the burning and the pain.
Nothing says it can't. He sipped his kaf and waited. The cold wind tossed their white cloaks and flapped the banner at Bornhald's side, the wavy-rayed golden sun of the Children of the Light. She's here, Rand said.
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