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I can still sense the ability in you, as strong as it ever was. She glared at the red-haired Aes Sedai. No one else had that ageless look; and she held herself with an assurance, a confidence that seemed to confirm it. What she gestured to was a tall, thick slab of what seemed to be stone, standing on edge, one side carved intricately in vines and leaves.

The Power could burn them all, burn Fain and all the rest to cinders. He knew she did not approve of the sword, of any sword, but she said nothing about it for once. All of the world. It has been and will be so, always.