“I think…” Birgitte said. “Those things are messy. And imprecise. And bloody effective.” “Yes,” Elayne said proudly. Birgitte shook her head. Her horse was returned to her, and she remounted. “I used to think that a man and his bow were the most dangerous combination this land would ever know, Elayne. Now—as if it weren’t bad enough that men channel openly and the Seanchan use channelers in combat—we have those things. I don’t like the way this is going. If any boy with a tube of metal can destroy an entire army…” “Don’t you see?” Elayne said. “There won’t be war any more. We win this, and
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