Demandred blocked Lan's attack but he breathed hoarsely. "Who are you?" Demandred whispered again. "No one of this Age has such skill. Asmodean? No, no. He couldn't have fought me like this. Lews Therin? It is you behind that face, isn't it?" "I am just a man," Lan whispered. "That is all I have ever been.

If you wish, you may call me Rand Sedai.

Sometimes six and six make a dozen, and sometimes they make a mess

But it was an ending.

It was easier to be brave when someone needed your protection.

You break your neck, and I’ll see it mended just so I can break it again.

He doesn't know what to make of me," Mat said softly. "How very uncommon. I can't think of anyone else who has reacted that way to you, Mat.