I am ready. They will not touch a sword, for some reason. Nock and release. He felt as if his bones were vibrating, felt the red-hot, ice-cold flow of the One Power, felt truly alive as he never was without it, felt the oil-slick taint .
Deliberately, he tucked his thumbs behind his belt, away from the axe. I have seen no strangers at all, he said, lowering himself stiffly to his seat. I will be dangerous just to be around. When we get back, you'll be able to tell them what the monument really looked like.
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