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rj.thefiresofheaven-第142章

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t find out。〃 He was not sure he wanted to meet people who rode something like that in any case。 If they were people。 〃We are going to sneak back to the gateway。 As quickly as we can; but sneaking。〃
       For a wonder she did not argue。 When he mented on it as he was helping her climb over the ice block … that was a wonder; too; she accepted his hand without so much as a glare … she said; 〃I do not argue when you make sense; Rand al'Thor。〃 That was hardly the way he remembered it。
       The land around them lay flat beneath its deep blanket of snow; but to the west sharp; white…tipped mountains rose; peaks wreathed in cloud。 He had no difficulty knowing they lay west; for the sun was rising。 Less than half its golden ball stuck above the ocean。 He stared at that。 The land slanted down enough for him to see waves crashing in violent spray on a rocky; boulder…strewn shore maybe half a mile away。 An ocean to the east; stretching endlessly to horizon and sun。 If the snow had not been enough; that told him they were in no land he knew。
       Aviendha stared at the rolling breakers and pounding waves in amazement; then frowned at him as it hit home。 She might never have seen an ocean; but she had seen maps。
       In her skirts the snow gave her even more trouble than it did him; and he floundered; digging his way through as much as walking; sometimes sinking to his waist。 She gasped as he scooped her up in his arms; and her green eyes glared。
       〃We have to move faster than you can dragging those skirts;〃 he told her。 The glare faded; but she did not put an arm around his neck; as he had half…hoped。 Instead she folded her hands and put on a patient face。 A bit touched with sullenness。 Whatever changes what they had done might have wrought in her; she was not pletely different。 He could not understand why that should be a relief。
       He could have melted a path through the snow as he had in the storm; but if another of those flying things came; that cleared path would lead straight to them。 A fox trotted by across the snow well to his right; pure white except for a black tip to its bushy tail; occasionally eyeing him and Aviendha warily。 Rabbit tracks marred the snow in places; blurred where they had leapt; and once he saw the prints of a cat that had to be as large as a leopard。 Maybe there were larger animals still; maybe some flightless relative of that leathery creature。 Not something he wanted to encounter; but there was always the chance the。。。 fliers。。。 might take the plowed furrow he was leaving now as the track of some animal。
       He still made his way from tree to tree; wishing there were more of them; and closer together。 Of course; if there had been; he might not have found Aviendha in the storm … she grunted; frowning up at him; and he loosened his hold on her again … but it would surely have helped now。 It was because he was creeping in that way; though; that he saw the others first。
       Less than fifty paces away; between him and the gateway … right at the gateway; he could feel his weave holding it … were four people on horseback and more than twenty afoot。 The mounted were all women shrouded in long thick; fur…lined cloaks; two of them each wore a silvery bracelet on her left wrist; connected by a long leash of the same shining stuff to a bright collar tight around the neck of a gray…clad; cloakless woman standing in the snow。 The others afoot were men in dark leather; and armor painted green and gold; overlapping plates down their chests and the outsides of their arms and fronts of their thighs。 Their spears bore green…and…gold tassels; their long shields were painted in the same colors; and their helmets seemed to be the heads of huge insects; faces peering out through the mandibles。 One was clearly an officer; lacking spear or shield; but with a curved; two…handed sword on his back。 Silver outlined the plates of his lacquered armor; and thin green plumes; like feelers; heightened the illusion of his painted helmet。 Rand knew where he and Aviendha were now。 He had seen armor like that before。 And women collared like that。
       Setting her down behind something that looked a little like a wind…twisted pine; except that its trunk was smooth and gray; streaked with black; he pointed; and she nodded silently。
       〃The two women on leashes can channel;〃 he whispered。 〃Can you block them?〃 Hurriedly he added; 〃Don't embrace the Source yet。 They're prisoners; but they still might warn the others; and even if they don't; the women with the bracelets might be able to feel them sense you。〃
       She looked at him oddly; but wasted no time on foolish questions such as how he knew; they would e later; he knew。 〃The women with the bracelets can channel also;〃 she replied just as softly。 〃It feels very strange; though。 Weak。 As if they had never practiced it。 I cannot see how that can be。〃
       Rand could。 Damane were the ones who were supposed to be able to channel。 If two women had somehow slipped through the Seanchan net to bee sul'dam instead … and from the little he knew of them; that would not be easy; for the Seanchan tested every last woman during the years that she might first show signs of channeling … they would surely never dare to betray themselves。 〃Can you shield all four?〃
       She gave him a very smug look。 〃Of course。 Egwene taught me to handle several flows at once。 I can block them; tie those off; and wrap them up in flows of Air before they know what is happening。〃 That self…satisfied little smile faded。 〃I am fast enough to handle them; and their horses; but that leaves the rest to you until I can bring help。 If any get away。。。 They can surely cast those spears this far; and if one of them pins you to the ground。。。〃 For a moment she muttered under her breath; as if angry that she could not plete a sentence。 Finally she looked at him; her gaze as furious as he had ever seen it。 〃Egwene has told me of Healing; but she knows little; and I less。〃
       What could she be angry about now? Better to try understanding the sun than a woman; he thought wryly。 Thom Merrilin had told him that; and it was simple truth。 〃You take care of shielding those women;〃 he told her。 〃I will do the rest。 Not until I touch your arm; though。〃
       He could tell she thought he was boasting; but he would not have to split flows; only weave one intricate flow of Air that would bind arms to sides and hold horses' feet as well as human。 Taking a deep breath; he grabbed hold of saidin; touched her arm and channeled。
       Shocked cries rose from the Seanchan。 He should have thought of gags; too; but they could be through the gateway before they attracted anyone else。 Holding on to the Source; he seized Aviendha's arm and half…dragged her through the snow; ignoring her snarls that she could walk。 At least this way he broke a trail for her; and they had to hurry。
       The Seanchan quieted; staring as he and Aviendha made their way around in front of them。 The two women who were not sul'dam had thrown back their hoods; struggling against his weave。 He held it rather than tying; he would have to release it when he went anyway; for the simple reason that he could not leave even Seanchan bound in the
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