The grave diggers began shoveling earth into the graves with no more ado. nd! Did it harm you? Did it touch you? He came running as Rand got to his feet, helping him the last bit. But either takes more effort than it is worth. Next came trumpeters, long, shining horns raised, still calling the flourish.
Perhaps, Ba'alzamon said simply. It's down near the harbor, she said. Serve me! Serve Shai'tan, or be destroyed forever! With the utterance of that name, the air seemed to thicken. Min snorted.
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