A Memory of Light (Wheel of Time, #14; A Memory of Light, #3)

by Robert Jordan

He disappeared without forming a gateway! The True Power, she thought. The only explanation. She knew next to nothing about it—it was the Dark One’s very essence, the lure that had coaxed channelers in the Age of Legends to drill the Bore in the first place. Balefire. Light. I was almost dead. Worse than dead. She had no way to counter balefire. It’s only a weave… Only a weave. Perrin’s words. The moment was past now, and M’Hael had fled. She would have to keep Narishma close to warn her if someone started channeling nearby. Unless M’Hael uses the True Power again. Would another man be able to sense that being channeled? “Mother!” Egwene turned as Merise gestured toward where most of the Aes Sedai and Asha’man were still engaged in a resounding battle with the Sharan forces. Many sisters in colorful dresses lay dead across the hillside. Gawyn’s death haunted her thoughts like an assassin in black. Egwene set her jaw and stoked her anger, drawing in the One Power as she launched herself at the Sharans.