Armored men, at least fifty of them, with overlapping steel plates down their chests and dull black helmets shaped like insects' heads, s The pain did not go away this time. So did Rand. Fain ignored all of it - he had no fear of turning his back on them, not since they had seen the Fade dealt with - and went to his prize.
Mat, you know you have to go to Tar Valon with Moiraine. From the first it was clear to Rand that the man was testing him, pushing only hard enough to see what he could do, then pushing a little harder, then just a little harder still. It wouldn't be proper, my Lord. Rand al'Thor was raised in the Two Rivers, where Manetheren's stubborn blood flows in every vein, and his own blood is like rock beside clay compared to Manetheren's.
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