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"Yes," Bair said "But it is time for this battle to end The enewene al’Vere"

Egwene nodded "I agree on both points Bair, Aained much ji in this, and I awene sent herself out of the dream "I believe it is us, and the world itself, who are in your debt, Egwene al’Vere"

The others nodded, and as Egwene faded fro, "Such a shah crowds of terrified people, in a burning city Tar Valon Aflaround tre as a leopard bled its neck Perrin stu upward, singeing the hairs on his arms

People screa away into nothing Bodies suddenly littered the ground To his right, a beautiful building with arched s began tofros

Perrin climbed to his feet It’s not real

"Tarmon Gai’don!" people yelled "The Last Battle has co hi to stand His arrip, but the worst wound was in his leg, where the arrow had hit His trousers and coat ith blood, and the scent of his own terror was powerful in his nose

He knew this nightmare was not real And yet, how could one not feel the horror of it? To the west, Dragon into the sky The entiredown its sides Perrin could feel it shaking, dying Buildings cracked, trembled, melted, shattered People died, crushed by stones or burned to death

No He would not be drawn in The ground around hied from broken cobbles to neat tiles; the servants’ entrance to the White Tower Perrin forced hi

He didn’t destroy the nightmare; he had to find Slayer In this terrible place, Perrin e Slayer was very practiced in Tel’aran’rhiod, but perhaps--if Perrin had luck on his side--the htmares in the past Perhaps he would be startled by this one, taken in

Reluctantly, Perrin weakened his resolve, letting hihtmare Slayer would be close Perrin stu with the lava boiling fro in to the screams of horror and pain The calls for help

There, Perrin thought, reaching an alley Slayer stood inside, head bowed, a hand up against one wall The ground beside theto the edge of the gap, screanored thee froray stone of the White Tower’s interior

The ter’angreal still hung at Slayer’s waist Perrin had tofro on the wall beside Slayer It was easier, here, to change things like that--it was playing into the world the night his hand back as the wall grew red-hot The ground beneath him rumbled, and his eyes opened wide in alarm He spun as a rift opened beside him, projected there by Perrin In that moment, Perrin saw that Slayer believed--for just a fraction of a second--that the night a hand against its heat, believing it real

Slayer vanished in the blink of an eye, appearing beside those hanging above the rift The night him play a role in its terrors It nearly took Perrin, too He felt hi to the heat But no Hopper was dying He would not fail!

Perrin iined himself as someone else Azi al’Thone, one of the Two Riverslike that he’d seen on the street, a vest and a white shirt, finer trousers than anyin Emond’s Field This step was almost too round ruht himself to hold to his e, the world e of the rift, above the heat, acting as if he were just another part of the night down to help those ere falling Though he reached for so it to heave hireal Slayer crawled over hi the relative safety of the alley Covertly, Perrin rowled "I hate these things" The area around the a staff to steady hian to stumble past Slayer In that real in Perrin’s fingers

His eyes opened wide Perrin ra the knife into Slayer’s sto backward, hand to his belly Blood soaked his fingers

Slayer clenched his teeth The nighthted hier

Perrin felt unsteady on his feet, even with the staff He’d been wounded so badly The ground tre with heat and lava, like…

Perrin started Like Dragoners The fear-drea Hopper’s voice whispered in Perrin’s ritted his teeth and hurled the ter’angreal into the river of lava

"No!" Slayer screaht Perrin was left kneeling on the cold tiled floor of a sht, a melted lump of metal lay on t