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s stilled； even their charge forward slowed and stopped。 For a heartbeat； everything waited。 Slowly the dull ringing returned； changing to a low rumble； growing until the earth moaned。
The ground trembled beneath Cloud's hooves。 This was Aes Sedai work like the stories told about； Rand wished he were a hundred miles away。 The tremble became a shaking that set the trees around them quivering。 The gray stumbled and nearly fell。 Even Mandarb and riderless Aldieb staggered as if drunk； and those who rode had to cling to reins and manes； to anything； to keep their seats。
The Aes Sedai still stood as she had begun； holding the angreal and her upright staff thrust into the hilltop； and neither she nor the staff moved an inch； for all that the ground shook and shivered around her。 Now the ground rippled； springing out from in front of her staff； lapping toward the Trollocs like ripples on a pond； ripples that grew as they ran； toppling old bushes； flinging dead leaves into the air； growing； being waves of earth； rolling toward the Trollocs。 Trees in the hollow lashed like switches in the hands of small boys。 On the far slope Trollocs fell in heaps； tumbled over and over by the raging earth。
Yet as if the ground were not rearing all around them； the Myrddraal moved forward in a line； their dead…black horses never missing a step； every hoof in unison。 Trollocs rolled on the ground all about the black steeds； howling and grabbing at the hillside that heaved them up； but the Myrddraal came slowly on。
Moiraine lifted her staff； and the earth stilled； but she was not done。 She pointed to the hollow between the hills； and flame gouted from the ground； a fountain twenty feet high。 She flung her arms wide； and the fire raced to left and right as far as the eye could see； spreading into a wall separating humans and Trollocs。 The heat made Rand put his hands in front of his face； even on the hilltop。 The Myrddraal's black mounts； whatever strange powers they had； screamed at the fire； reared and fought their riders as the Myrddraal beat at them； trying to force them through the flames。
〃Blood and ashes；〃 Mat said faintly。 Rand nodded numbly。
Abruptly Moiraine wavered and would have fallen had Lan not leaped from his horse to catch her。 〃Go on；〃 he told the others。 The harshness of his voice was at odds with the gentle way he lifted the Aes Sedai to her saddle。 〃That fire won't burn forever。 Hurry！ Every minute counts！〃
The wall of flame roared as if it would indeed burn forever； but Rand did not argue。 They galloped northward as fast as they could make their horses go。 The horns in the distance shrilled out disappointment； as if they already knew what had happened； then fell silent。
Lan and Moiraine soon caught up with the others； though Lan led Aldieb by the reins while the Aes Sedai swayed and held the pommel of her saddle with both hands。 〃I will be all right soon；〃 she said to their worried looks。 She sounded tired yet confident； and her gaze was as pelling as ever。 〃I am not at my strongest when working with Earth and Fire。 A small thing。〃
The two of them moved into the lead again at a fast walk。 Rand did not think Moiraine could stay in the saddle at any faster pace。 Nynaeve rode forward beside the Aes Sedai； steadying her with a hand。 For a time as the party went on across the hills the two women whispered； then the Wisdom delved into her cloak and handed a small packet to Moiraine。 Moiraine unfolded it and swallowed the contents。 Nynaeve said something more； then fell back with the others； ignoring their questioning looks。 Despite their circumstances； Rand thought she had a slight look of satisfaction。
He did not really care what the Wisdom was up to。 He rubbed the hilt of his sword continually； and whenever he realized what he was doing； he stared down at it in wonder。 So that's what a battle is like。 He could not remember much of it； not any particular part。 Everything ran together in his head； a melted mass of hairy faces and fear。 Fear and heat。 It had seemed as hot as a midsummer noon while it was going on。 He could not understand that。 The icy wind was trying to freeze beads of perspiration all over his face and body。
He glanced at his two friends。 Mat was scrubbing sweat off his face with the edge of his cloak。 Perrin； staring at something in the distance and not liking what he was seeing； appeared unaware of the beads glistening on his forehead。
The hills grew smaller； and the land began to level out； but instead of pressing on； Lan stopped。 Nynaeve moved as if to rejoin Moiraine； but the Warder's look kept her away。 He and the Aes Sedai rode ahead and put their heads together； and from Moiraine's gestures it became apparent they were arguing。 Nynaeve and Thom stared at them； the Wisdom frowning worriedly； the gleeman muttering under his breath and pausing to stare back the way they had e； but everyone else avoided looking at them altogether。 Who knew what might e out of an argument between an Aes Sedai and a Warder？
After a few minutes Egwene spoke to Rand quietly； casting an uneasy eye at the still…arguing pair。 〃Those things you were shouting at the Trollocs。〃 She stopped as if unsure how to proceed。
〃What about them？〃 Rand asked。 He felt a little awkward … warcries were all right for Warders； Two Rivers folk did not do things like that； whatever Moiraine said … but if she made fun of him over it。。。〃Mat must have repeated that story ten times。 〃
〃And badly；〃 Thom put in。 Mat grunted in protest。
〃However he told it；〃 Rand said； 〃we've all heard it any number of times。 Besides； we had to shout something。 I mean； that's what you do at a time like that。 You heard Lan。〃
〃And we have a right；〃 Perrin added thoughtfully。 〃Moiraine says we're all descended from those Manetheren people。 They fought the Dark One； and we're fighting the Dark One。 That gives us a right。〃
Egwene sniffed as if to show what she thought of that。 〃I wasn't talking about that。 What 。。。 what were you shouting； Mat？〃
Mat shrugged unfortably。 〃I don't remember。〃 He stared at them defensively。 〃Well； I don't。 It's all foggy。 I don't know what it was； or where it came from； or what it means。〃 He gave a self…deprecating laugh。 〃I don't suppose it means anything。〃
〃I 。。。 I think it does；〃 Egwene said slowly。 〃When you shouted； I thought … just for a minute … I thought I understood you。 But it's all gone； now。〃 She sighed and shook her head。 〃Perhaps you're right。 Strange what you can imagine at a time like that； isn't it？〃
〃Carai an Caldazar；〃 Moiraine said。 They all twisted to stare at her。 〃Carai an Ellisande。 Al Ellisande。 For the honor of the Red Eagle。 For the honor of the Rose of the Sun。 The Rose of the Sun。 The ancient warcry of Manetheren； and the warcry of its last king。 Eldrene was called the Rose of the Sun。〃 Moiraine's smile took in Egwene and Mat both； though her gaze may have rested a moment longer on him than on her。 〃The blood of Arad's line is still strong in the Two Rivers。 The old blood still sings。〃
Mat and Egwene looked at each other； while everyone else looked at them both。 Egwene's eyes were wide； and her mouth kept quirking into a smile that she bit back every time it began； as if she was not sure just how to take this talk of the old blood。 Mat was sure； from the scowling frown on his face。
Rand thought he knew what Mat was thinking。 The same thing he was thinking。 If Mat was a descendant of the ancient kings of Manetheren； maybe the Trollocs were really after him and not all three of them。 The thought made him ashamed。 His cheeks colored； and when he caught a guilty grimace on Perrin's face； he knew Perrin had been having the same thought。
〃I can't say that I have ever heard the like of this；〃 Thom said after a minute。 He shook himself and became brusque。 〃Another time I might even make a story out of it； but right now 。。。 Do you intend to remain here for the rest of the day； Aes Sedai？〃
〃No；〃 Moiraine replied； gathering her reins。
A Trolloc horn keened from the south as if to emphasize her word。 More horns answered； east and west。 The horses wh