Rand broke free from the darkness and entered the Pattern fully again. From his watching of the Pattern, he knew that although only minutes had passed here since he’d entered, in the valley outside this cavern, days had passed, and farther out into the world, it had been much longer. Rand threw Moridin back from the position they’d held during those tense minutes with blades locked. Still full of the One Power, so sweet, Rand whipped the blade of Callandor at his old friend. Moridin got his sword up in time to block, but only barely. He growled, pulling a knife from his belt and stepping back
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