Nynaeve stared at the third arch as the red haired Aes Sedai took her toward it. She would have to test one more collar at least before she was certain, and she was not looking forward to it. He was surprised at the calmness of his thoughts, almost as if he had achieved the void without trying. There was no need to tell them or anyone else the rest.
The Trolloc snarled gutturally in the harsh Trolloc tongue, throwing its head back in efforts to catch Loial with a tusk. Tall and hook-nosed, with dark, deep-set eyes, his great sword justice at his side. I've seldom been afraid in my life, but the sight of him made me afraid right down to my toes. His burns were all but healed, leaving only a few pink scars that were already fading.
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