They bared teeth, raising scythe-like swords as they sped toward him. She drew at saidar, drinking in the flow of the One Power till she thought she would burst. Perhaps I have been too lenient with you. He's jumping at bloody curtains.
We cannot be sure they were Darkfriends. A thought came to him, and he frowned at the inn, where some of his men were loudly hammering nails through shutters and doors. Egwene looked longingly at the door. harp in one arm and with the other spreading his patch-covered cloak as if to trap all the sound they made.
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