By Robert Jordan
The eagerly awaited sequel to Lord of Chaos, the recent York instances bestseller that swept the state like a firestorm.
In this quantity, Elayne, Aviendha, and Mat come ever towards the bowl ter'angreal that could opposite the world's unending warmth wave and repair average climate. Egwene starts off to collect all demeanour of ladies who can channel—Sea folks, Windfinders, clever Ones, and a few staggering others. And in particular, Rand faces the dread Forsaken Sammael, within the shadows of Shadar Logoth, the place the blood-hungry mist, Mashadar, waits for prey.
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It was the sort of tone that left no room for argument. He glanced at Loghain. ” Loghain considered the question. “We lost them halfway back. ” He grimaced. “That doesn’t mean they can’t find us. We’ve been here too long. ” His father nodded, accepting the answer, and then looked back at Maric. “I’ve sent men out, and they’ll find out what’s going on soon enough. If we’re in danger, I’d appreciate knowing it now. ” Inside, Maric quailed. Bann Ceorlic and the others would surely keep looking for him, and eventually they would track him down.
Their guest suddenly fell into view, deposited out of the shadows like an unwanted gift, and then stopped short, staring at the two of them with wide, fearful eyes. It was a young man, Loghain’s age or perhaps younger. His fair hair and fairer skin were obscured under scratches, leaves, dirt, and a healthy dose of blood. He certainly wasn’t dressed for a run in the woods, wearing only a tattered shirt and enough mud to make one think he had escaped whoever he was running from by crawling around on his belly.
No, he wouldn’t have, would he? It would take a dragon to pull more than two sentences in a row out of that boy. ” The amused look she gave him seemed to say that should be all the explanation required. “These are the Southron Hills, just outside of the Wilds . . ” She gingerly wiped the back of his head, prompting a new jolt of pain to lance through him. The source of his throbbing headache, he assumed, and tried not to think too closely about how badly he might have hurt himself. “There’s no name for this place.
A Crown of Swords (The Wheel of Time, Book 7) by Robert Jordan