Trollocs! We've never before had Trollocs inside the keep. Some of the soldiers began muttering. The man of the Atha'an Miere, the Sea Folk, stiffening with reluctance as he nodded. Men hurried around the horses, tugging at saddle girths and pack harness, voices raised.
Rand heard the words heron-mark blade more than once. They know you too well. They seem to be gathering down there. A lightstick, left from the Age of Legends, or so it was said.
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