I know it. kled the heron-mark sword to his waist and hung his quiver, bristling with arrows, on the other side. And you, my young Lord Rand. One of yours.
And prophecy said it would only be found just in time for the Last Battle. Ba'alzamon tossed the banner to the floor and put his hands on the chair back; wisps of smoke rose from between his fingers. One of the horses stamped a hoof. You understand? I had to.
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