"Did you ever see something great turn to sludge? I mean, really great. Something that meant something, and was now... worthless? It burns, it really does. Something has to be done to set things straight again. It's the creed we live by.
"Get up, Rand," says Doon. "You don't die here. The Force has seen otherwise.
"But soon, Rand. Very soon."
A iron vice-like grip suddenly graps the sabre, Galder. You have no idea how Rand is moving... he feels like a corpse.