They jumped, and repeated their strategy, flooding the hallway with light. There was nobody there, so they moved on. The next two hallways were empty. Egwene was about to leave when a voice hissed, "Foolish child! Your pattern is obvious."
Egwene spun. "Where . . ."
She cut off as she saw Bair. The aged Wise One had changed her clothing and even her skin itself to match the white walls and floor tiles. She was practically invisible, crouching in an alcove.
"You shouldn't " Bair began.
A wall beside them exploded outward, throwing up chunks of rock. Six women stood beyond, and they released weaves of Fire. It appeared that the time for sneaking had ended.
Perrin crested the wall surrounding the White Tower grounds, coming down with a thump. The strangeness of the wolf dream continued; he now not only smelled odd scents, but heard odd sounds as well. Rumblings from inside the Tower.
He leaped after Slayer, who crossed the grounds, then ran up the outside of the Tower itself. Perrin followed, running up into the air. Slayer stayed just ahead, ter'angreal pouch tied at his waist.
Perrin created a longbow. He pulled it back, freezing in place, standing on the side of the Tower. He loosed, but the wolf-killer leaped up, then fell into the Tower through a window. The arrow passed overhead.
Perrin leaped to the window, then ducked inside, Hopper leaping in after him, leaving a blur behind. They entered a bedroom hung with brocades of blue. The door slammed, and Perrin charged after Slayer. He didn't bother to open the door; he smashed it with his hammer.
Slayer charged down a hallway.
Follow, Perrin sent to Hopper. I’ll cut him off.
The wolf raced forward, after Slayer. Perrin ran to the right, then cut down a hallway. He moved quickly, the walls speeding past.
He passed a hallway that appeared to be full of people. He was so surprised that he froze, the hall lurching around him.
They were Aes Sedai, and they were fighting. The hallway was alight, trails of fire flying from one end to the other. The sounds he'd heard before hadn't been phantoms. And, he thought, yes . . .
"Egwene?" Perrin asked.
She stood pressed against the wall nearby, intently looking down the hallway. When he spoke, she spun on him, hands going up. He felt something grab him. His mind instantly reacted, however, pushing the air away.
Egwene started as she failed to snatch him.
He stepped forward. "Egwene, you shouldn't be here. This place is dangerous."
"Perrin?"
"I don't know how you got here," Perrin said. "But you need to go. Please."
"How did you stop me?" she demanded. "What are you doing here? Have you been with Rand? Tell me where he is."
She spoke with such authority now. She almost seemed a different person, decades older than the girl he'd known. Perrin opened his mouth to reply, but Egwene cut him off.
"I don't have time for this," she said. "I'm sorry, Perrin. I'll be back for you." She raised a hand, and he felt things change around him. Ropes appeared, binding him.
He looked down, amused. The ropes slipped free the moment he thought of them being too loose.
Egwene blinked, watching them drop to the ground. "How "
Someone burst out of a room nearby, a tall, slender-necked woman with raven hair, wearing a sleek white dress. She smiled, raising her hands, and a light appeared before her.
Perrin didn't need to know what she was doing. He was a wolf; he was the ruler of this place. Weaves were meaningless. He imagined the woman's attack missing him; he knew it would be so.
A bar of white-hot light shot from the woman. Perrin raised a hand before himself and Egwene. The light vanished, as if stopped by his palm.
Egwene turned, and the wall above the woman burst, rock showering down. A chunk smashed the woman on the head brutally, knocking her to the ground. Light, she was probably dead, after a blow like that.
Egwene smelled amazed. She spun on him. "Balefire? You stopped balefire! Nothing should be able to do that."