There are Darkfriends here, but they are in Falme, not on the plain. His saddlebags stood against the chair with the buckles done up and one side bulging with the bulk of the Dragon's banner, just as he had left it. This is how we left home, Perrin said suddenly. The thought skittered outside the emptiness.
Loial groaned, too. To Rand's eye, some of the leaps seemed to cover twice as much distance as others, though he was sure they were all the same. He glanced at Rand and gave a ragged laugh. Nynaeve's smile was strained; both women had tight eyes, as if they fought worried frowns.
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