Lanterns hurried from the house, borne by Vandene and Adeleas. Ingtar put out scouts, two men riding ahead, in sight only when they topped an occasional rise. Mat darted to the table, snatching Horn and dagger. Mat's appetite was as healthy as ever, despite the feverish flush to his face, and the way he shoveled food into his mouth made it look like his last meal before dying.
While some ter'angreal must be made to work by Aes Sedai, as this one must, others will do what they do simply with the presence of any woman who can channel. Egwene knew incredulity must be painting her face, because Renna laughed openly. He felt rough stone under his cheek, and his hands. Yes, Selene said.
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