Perrin ran a hand through his hair. That is all there is to do. I won't hurt your trees. As you command, Great Lord, he whispered hoarsely, so shall it be.
Run! He was dimly aware of Loial lumbering to an awkward gallop, but another Trolloc loomed from the night, boar-snouted and tusked, spiked axe raised. If in the Light you walk and me obey. And when he straightened and saw Rand, the eyes that widened were sharp and blue. Home, Rand breathed, and then he was laughing, too.
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