Be quick about it! Mat leaned close to Perrin. Clawing his belt knife from its sheath, he threw himself over the table to help his father, and screamed again as the first sword ran through his chest. It was me. They both still wore their Two Rivers garb, plain and sturdy, but travel-worn.
Glad! The Light shine on us, Hurin murmured nervously, and the Creator's hand shelter us. Father! Rand screamed. There is only one thing in your mind. You said that before.
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