She did not doubt it was somewhere close by Shayol Ghul, though; it did not have the feel of Tel'aran'rhiod, the only other possibility. I don't have bloody time for— His breath froze as the sharp point of her dagger beneath his chin shut his mouth and drove him right up onto his toes. In a flash she regained her serene mask, a perfect picture of Acs Sedai calm, but she definitely had been jolted to her heels. She will bend her enemies to her will, not run from them.
This time, finding-the door came faster. She would not let it. The man was born just to be a trial, Nynaeve muttered sourly. The True Power was denied her, of course—that could be drawn only with the Great Lord's blessing—but the Source tantalized, though the glow just beyond sight seemed somehow odd.
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