Sibella, flapping bony arms in shock, had nearly fainted. Though a Green, she had many of the same mannerisms as Adeleas. Samitsu and the other Yellow exchanged startled looks, but Cadsuane merely nodded, the golden ornaments around her iron-gray bun swaying. After a long moment, he spoke in a hollow voice.
It had begun, and there could be only one ending. A pity they had not found a witness, though. We have the Bowl of the Winds, Nynaeve! In that case, Mat announced, we are bloody well getting out of here now. She booted the sorrel forward, making a number of men jump aside, some falling on their faces.
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