Whatever her unease about Asha'man, concern for her unconscious patient had overcome it. That light-spangled sea whirled about her once more until she settled on another sparkling pinpoint. What she had heard was that Valda had said if he laid eyes on Balwer, he would kick him over one of-the Fortress walls. Those Trollocs and Myrddraal that Mashadar did not kill were still dead.
Shirtless dockmen in stained green leather vests hurried by, carrying sacks on their shoulders or rolling She had always moved in the dim places, always kept herself hidden, always. How long do you intend to stand here holding him, Teslyn? Perhaps you will explain to Tylin why her summons is disregarded. She channeled, and the scrawny cutpurse doubled over, clutching himself and squealing like a pig in briars.
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