Clumsy fool. Domon touched the point of blood welling above his collar and resolved not to ask that again, at least. Something made Nynaeve look over her shoulder. Nynaeve gave a start, then realized who it was.
All they saw was our clothes. Lair? Ingtar said sharply. I am a shepherd, and a farmer. Rand screamed as he felt it pierce his side, burning like a white-hot poker.
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