“Oh, I went through, all right. A bunch of bloody liars, if you ask me! What are they? Made me think of snakes.” “Not liars, I think.” Rand sounded as if he wished they were. “No, not that. They were afraid of me, right from the first. And when that tolling started … . The sword kept them back; they wouldn’t even look at it. Shied away. Hid their eyes. Did you get your answers?” “Nothing that makes sense,” Mat muttered.
