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Shirtless and covered in a sheen of cool sweat from the afternoon breeze, Rand is outside practicing sword forms one handed. Each time it looks awkward, he stops, pauses, and starts again from the beginning. Progress is slow, but will not move forward if practice is not committed to.

Again, the plain, curved blade cuts through the air as he flows through each movement, working his sword arm to make up for the lack of balance from his other hand.

Thank the light for that breeze.