“Be careful,” Selene said. “Do not cut yourself.”
Cassel felt a shiver inside. If simply carrying it was dangerous, he did not want to know what a cut from it would do. “This is from Shadar Logoth,” he told the others. “It will twist whoever carries it for long, taint them to the bone the way Shadar Logoth is tainted. Without Aes Sedai Healing, that taint will kill, eventually.”
“So that is what ails Northcutt,” Loial said softly. “I never suspected.” Hurin stared at the dagger in Cassel’s hand and wiped his own hands on the front of his coat. The sniffer did not look happy.
“None of us must handle it any more tha
n is necessary,” Cassel went on. “I will find some way to carry it—”
“It is dangerous.” Selene frowned at the blade as if the snakes were real, and poisonous. “Throw it away
