His staff was black, too, as if the wood had been charred, yet smooth and shining like water by moonlight. No! No, I won't! I will not use the Power, and then I won't go mad, and . She was sure Min had kept some back, the worst, but what she told was enough to heat Nynaeve to white-hot fury. I am, Rand said simply, and Perrin nodded.
And to help a friend. Staring, Nynaeve staggered out of the arch, barely aware of the chamber or the Aes Sedai. Rand heard the sounds of others behind him doing the same. Moonbeams carved from stone.
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