She drew a troubled breath. Despite the Power he held, Narishma grasped his sword hilt with both hands and assumed the stance called Leopard in the Tree, on the brink of drawing. But what must we do? You will have to help me, near-sister. Aes Sedai to her toe-nails.
In many ways he would rather have gone on without her, but leaving her alone, maybe to take an arrow she never saw coming, was not an option he could allow himself. Nothing mattered more than Faile. At least, none has made it off the island without their help since the Trolloc Wars. Hastily he rearranged the sheet to cover Rand to his neck, leaving only the old wound and the new exposed.
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