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The hall inside was shadowy； but almost immediately Mordeth turned aside and took some narrow steps that wound around and down through deeper and deeper dark until they fumbled their way in pitch…blackness。 Rand felt along the wall with one hand； unsure there would be a step below until his foot met it。 Even Mat began to feel uneasy； judging by his voice when he said； 〃It's awfully dark down here。〃
〃Yes； yes；〃 Mordeth replied。 The man seemed to be having no trouble at all with the dark。 〃There are lights below。 e。〃
Indeed the winding stairs abruptly gave way to a corridor dimly lit by scattered； smoky torches set in iron sconces on the walls。 The flickering flames and shadows gave Rand his first good look at Mordeth； who hurried on without pausing； motioning them to follow。
There was something odd about him； Rand thought； but he could not pick out what it was； exactly。 Mordeth was a sleek； somewhat overfed man； with drooping eyelids that made him seem to be hiding behind something and staring。 Short； and pletely bald； he walked as if he were taller than any of them。 His clothes were certainly like nothing Rand had ever seen before； either。 Tight black breeches and soft red boots with the tops turned down at his ankles。 A long； red vest thickly embroidered in gold； and a snowy white shirt with wide sleeves； the points of his cuffs hanging almost to his knees。 Certainly not the kind of clothes in which to run through a ruined city in search of treasure。 But it was not that which made him seem strange； either。
Then the corridor ended in a tile…walled room； and he forgot about any oddities Mordeth might have。 His gasp was an echo of his friends。 Here； too； light came from a few torches staining the ceiling with their smoke and giving everyone more than one shadow； but that light was reflected a thousand times by the gems and gold piled on the floor； mounds of coins and jewelry； goblets and plates and platters； gilded； gem…encrusted swords and daggers； all heaped together carelessly in waist…high mounds。
With a cry Mat ran forward and fell to his knees in front of one of the piles。 〃Sacks；〃 he said breathlessly； pawing through the gold。 〃We'll need sacks to carry all of this。〃
〃We can't carry it all；〃 Rand said。 He looked around helplessly； all the gold the merchants brought to Emond's Field in a year would not have made the thousandth part of just one of those mounds。 〃Not now。 It's almost dark。〃
Perrin pulled an axe free； carelessly tossing back the gold chains that had been tangled around it。 Jewels glittered along its shiny black handle； and delicate gold scrollwork covered the twin blades。 〃Tomorrow； then；〃 he said； hefting the axe with a grin。 〃Moiraine and Lan will understand when we show them this。〃
〃You are not alone？〃 Mordeth said。 He had let them rush past him into the treasure room； but now he followed。 〃Who else is with you？〃
Mat； wrist deep in the riches before him； answered absently。 〃Moiraine and Lan。 And then there's Nynaeve； and Egwene； and Thom。 He's a gleeman。 We're going to Tar Valon。 〃
Rand caught his breath。 Then the silence from Mordeth made him look at the man。
Rage twisted Mordeth's face； and fear； too。 His lips pulled back from his teeth。 〃Tar Valon！〃 He shook clenched fists at them。 〃Tar Valon！ You said you were going to this 。。。 this 。。。 Caemlyn！ You lied to me！〃
〃If you still want；〃 Perrin said to Mordeth； 〃we'll e back tomorrow and help you。〃 Carefully he set the axe back on the heap of gem…encrusted chalices and jewelry。 〃If you want。〃
〃No。 That is 。。。〃 Panting； Mordeth shook his head as if he could not decide。 〃Take what you want。 Except。。。 Except。。。〃
Suddenly Rand realized what had been nagging at him about the man。 The scattered torches in the hallway had given each of them a ring of shadows； just as the torches in the treasure room did。 Only 。。。 He was so shocked he said it out loud。 〃You don't have a shadow。〃
A goblet fell from Mat's hand with a crash。
Mordeth nodded； and for the first time his fleshy eyelids opened all the way。 His sleek face suddenly appeared pinched and hungry。 〃So。〃 He stood straighter； seeming taller。 〃It is decided。〃 Abruptly there was no seeming to it。 Like a balloon Mordeth swelled； distorted； head pressed against the ceiling； shoulders butting the walls； filling the end of the room； cutting off escape。 Hollow…cheeked； teeth bared in a rictus snarl； he reached out with hands big enough to engulf a man's head。
With a yell Rand leaped back。 His feet tangled in a gold chain； and he crashed to the floor； the wind knocked out of him。 Struggling for breath； he struggled at the same time for his sword； fighting his cloak； which had bee wrapped around the hilt。 The yells of his friends filled the room； and the clash of gold platters and goblets clattering across the floor。 Suddenly an agonized scream shivered in Rand's ears。
Almost sobbing； he managed to inhale at last； just as he got the sword out of its sheath。 Cautiously； he got to his feet； wondering which of his friends had given that scream。 Perrin looked back at him wide…eyed from across the room； crouched and holding his axe back as if about to chop down a tree。 Mat peered around the side of a treasure pile； clutching a dagger snatched from the trove。
Something moved in the deepest part of the shadows left by the torches； and they all jumped。 It was Mordeth； clutching his knees to his chest and huddled as deep into the furthest corner as he could get。
〃He tricked us；〃 Mat panted。 〃It was some kind of trick。〃
Mordeth threw back his head and wailed； dust sifted down as the walls trembled。 〃You are all dead！〃 he cried。 〃All dead！〃 And he leaped up； diving across the room。
Rand's jaw dropped； and he almost dropped the sword as well。 As Mordeth dove through the air； he stretched out and thinned； like a tendril of smoke。 As thin as a finger he struck a crack in the wall tiles and vanished into it。 A last cry hung in the room as he vanished； fading slowly away after he was gone。
〃You are all dead！〃
〃Let's get out of here；〃 Perrin said faintly； firming his grip on his axe while he tried to face every direction at once。 Gold ornaments and gems scattered unnoticed under his feet。
〃But the treasure；〃 Mat protested。 〃We can't just leave it now。〃
〃I don't want anything of his；〃 Perrin said； still turning one way after another。 He raised his voice and shouted at the walls。 〃It's your treasure； you hear？ We are not taking any of it！〃
Rand stared angrily at Mat。 〃Do you want him ing after us？ Or are you going to wait here stuffing your pockets until he es back with ten more like him？〃
Mat just gestured to all the gold and jewels。 Before he could say anything； though； Rand seized one of his arms and Perrin grabbed the other。 They hustled him out of the room； Mat struggling and shouting about the treasure。
Before they had gone ten steps down the hall； the already dim light behind them began to fail。 The torches in the treasure room were going out。 Mat stopped shouting。 They hastened their steps。 The first to