Pushing all that aside - it was done and behind him; he had no wish to remember any of it - he gave the wolves the smell of Rand, of Loial and Hurin, and asked if they had scented the three. Why aren't they trying the windows?With a deafening metallic screech, one of the brackets pulled partly away from the doorframe, hanging loose on nails ripped a finger's width out of the wood. Behind him, Rand heard Uno mutter a curse. Where is he headed in such a hurry? Rand wondered aloud.
Though the final arrow still flew, somehow he knew there was no need for another shot. Liandrin paused to adjust her red-fringed shawl, eyeing them. There was something else, too. It sounded either like too much to swear or too little, and she said so.
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