Guards were meant to keep out those who were dangerous; apparently these had no orders about keeping anyone in. Rand gaped at the size of it, a smooth ball-he was sure not so much as a scratch marred its surface-at least twenty paces through. No! And silently he screamed back at himself from beyond the emptiness, It's coming for you! It'll kill all of us! He hurled it all at the black bulge, standing out a full span from the Waygate, now. Ingtar flinched as if Rand had said it out.
Be warned; they are dangerous. Smooth Aes Sedai faces, with knowing eyes. Be at ease, she told him. Short bows poked over their shoulders, quivers and long knives hung at their belts, and each carried a small, round shield of hide and a cluster of spears with short shafts and long points.
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