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ht； and thunder； breaking stone。 Did you call lightning？〃 His voice fell to a whisper。 〃Have I joined myself to a man who can channel？〃
〃Fireworks；〃 Mat said curtly。 His ears were still ringing； but he could hear more boots ing； running boots thudding on stone。 〃The cells； man！ Show me the way to the cells before any more get here！〃
Sandar shook himself。 〃This way！〃 He dashed down a side hall； away from the oning boots。 〃We must hurry！ They will kill us if they find us！〃 Somewhere above； gongs began to sound an alarm； and more thundered echoes through the Stone。
I'm ing； Mat thought as he ran after the thief…taker。 I'll get you out or die！ I promise it！
The alarm gongs sent echoes crashing through the Stone； but Rand paid no more attention to them than he had to the roar that had e before； like muffled thunder from somewhere below。 His side ached； the old wound burned； strained almost to tearing by the climb up the side of the fortress。 He gave the pain no heed； either。 A crooked smile was fixed on his face； a smile of anticipation and dread he could not have wiped away if he had wanted to。 It was close； now。 What he had dreamed of。 Callandor。
I will finish it at last。 One way or another； it will be done with。 The dreams； finished。 The baiting； and the taunting； and the hunting。 I'll finish it all！
Laughing to himself； he hurried through the dark corridors of the Stone of Tear。
Egwene put a hand to her face； wincing。 Her mouth had a bitter taste； and she was thirsty。 Rand？ What？ Why was I dreaming about Mat again； all mixed with Rand； and shouting that he was ing？ What？
She opened her eyes； stared at the gray stone walls； one smoky rush torch casting flickering shadows； and screamed as she remembered it all。 〃No！ I will not be chained again！ I won't be collared！ No！〃
Nynaeve and Elayne were beside her in an instant； their bruised faces too worried and fearful for the soothing sounds they made to be believed。 But just the fact that they were there was enough to still her screams。 She was not alone。 A prisoner； but not alone。 And not collared。
She tried to sit up； and they helped her。 They had to help her； she ached in every muscle。 She could remember every unseen blow during the frenzy that had all but driven her mad when she realized。。。 I will not think about that。 I have to think about how we are to escape。 She slid backwards until she could lean against a wall。 Her pains fought with weariness； that struggle when she had refused to give in had taken every last scrap of her strength； and the bruises seemed to sap even more。
The cell was absolutely empty except for the three of them and the torch。 The floor was bare； and cold； and hard。 The door of rough planks； splintered as if countless futile fingers had clawed at it； was the only break in the walls。 Messages had been scratched in the stone； most by unsteady hands。 The Light have mercy and let me die； one read。 She blanked that out of her head。
〃Are we still shielded？〃 she mumbled。 Even talking hurt。 Even as Elayne nodded； she realized she had not had to ask。 The swollen cheek on the golden…haired woman； her split lip and black eye； were answer enough； even if her own pains had not been。 If Nynaeve had been able to reach the True Source； they surely would have been Healed。
〃I have tried；〃 Nynaeve said despairingly。 〃I have tried； and tried； and tried。〃 She gave her braid a sharp tug； anger seeping through despite the hopeless fear in her voice。 〃One of them is sitting outside。 Amico； that milk…faced chit； if they have not changed since we were thrown in here。 I suppose one is enough to maintain the shielding once it has been woven。〃 She barked a bitter laugh。 〃For all the pains they took … and gave！ … to take us； you would think we were of no importance at all。 It has been hours since they slammed that door behind us； and no one has e to ask a question； or look； or even bring a drop of water。 Perhaps they mean to leave us here until we die of thirst。〃
〃Bait。〃 Elayne's voice quavered； though she was obviously trying to sound unafraid。 And failing miserably。 〃Liandrin said we are bait。〃
〃Bait for what？〃 Nynaeve asked shakily。 〃Bait for who？ If I am bait； I'd like to shove myself down their throats till they choke on me！〃
〃Rand。〃 Egwene stopped to swallow； even a drop of water would be wele。 〃I dreamed about Rand； and Callandor。 I think he is ing here。〃 But why did I dream of Mat？ And Perrin？ It was a wolf； but I am sure it was him。 〃Do not be so afraid；〃 she said； trying to sound confident。 〃We will escape them somehow。 If we could better the Seanchan； we can best Liandrin。〃
Nynaeve and Elayne exchanged looks over her。 Nynaeve said； 〃Liandrin said thirteen Myrddraal are ing； Egwene。〃
She found herself staring at that message scratched on the stone wall again： The Light have mercy and let me die。 Her hands clenched into fists。 Her jaws cramped with the effort of not screaming those words。 Better to die。 Better death than being turned to the Shadow； made to serve the Dark One！
She realized that one of her hands had tightened around the pouch at her belt。 She could feel the two rings inside； the small circle of the Great Serpent and the larger； twisted stone ring。
〃They did not take the ter'angreal；〃 she said wonderingly。 She fumbled it out of her pouch。 It lay heavily on her palm； all stripes and flecks of color； a ring with only one edge。
〃We were not even important enough to search；〃 Elayne sighed。 〃Egwene； are you certain Rand is ing here？ I would much rather free myself than wait for the chance of him； but if there is anyone who can defeat Liandrin and the rest of them； it must be him。 The Dragon Reborn is meant to wield Callandor。 He must be able to defeat them。〃
〃Not if we pull him into a cage after us；〃 Nynaeve muttered。 〃Not if they have a trap set he does not see。 Why are you staring at that ring； Egwene？ Tel'aran'rhiod will not help us now。 Not unless you can dream a way out of here。〃
〃Perhaps I can；〃 she said slowly。 〃I could channel in Tel'aran'rhiod。 Their shielding won't stop me reaching it。 All I need do is sleep； not channel。 And I am surely weary enough to sleep。〃
Elayne frowned； wincing as it pulled her bruises。 〃I will take any chance； but how can you channel even in a dream； cut off from the True Source？ And if you can； how can it help us here？〃
〃I do not know； Elayne。 Just because I am shielded here does not mean I am shielded in the World of Dreams。 It is at least worth a try。〃
〃Perhaps；〃 Nynaeve said worriedly。 〃I will take any chance； too； but you saw Liandrin and the others the last time you used that ring。 And you said they saw you； too。 What if they are there again？〃
〃I hope they are；〃 Egwene said grimly。 〃I hope they are。〃
Clutching the ter'angreal in her hand； she closed her eyes。 She could feel Elayne smoothing her hair； hear her murmuring softly。 Nynaeve began to hum that wordless lullaby from her childhood； for once； she felt no anger at it at all。 The soft sounds and touches soothed her； let her surrender to her weariness；