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Tyrion

           Hewasslidingitthroughhisbeltwhenheheardawoman’sscream.

           CatelynStarkwastrappedagainstthestonefaceofthemountainwiththreemenaroundher,onestillmountedandtheothertwoonfoot.Shehadadaggerclutchedawkwardlyinhermaimedhands,butherbackwastotherocknowandtheyhadpennedheronthreesides.Letthemhavethebitch,Tyrionthought,andwelcometoher,yetsomehowhewasmoving.Hecaughtthefirstmaninthebackofthekneebeforetheyevenknewhewasthere,andtheheavyaxeheadsplitfleshandbonelikerottenwood.Logsthatbleed,Tyrionthoughtinanelyasthesecondmancameforhim.Tyrionduckedunderhissword,lashedoutwiththeaxe,themanreeledbackward...andCatelynStarksteppedupbehindhimandopenedhisthroat.Thehorsemanrememberedanurgentengagementelsewhereandgallopedoffsuddenly.

           Tyrionlookedaround.Theenemywereallvanquishedorvanished.Somehowthefightinghadendedwhenhewasn’tlooking.Dyinghorsesandwoundedmenlayallaround,screamingormoaning.Tohisvastastonishment,hewasnotoneofthem.Heopenedhisfingersandlettheaxethunktotheground.Hishandswerestickywithblood.Hecouldhavesworntheyhadbeenfightingforhalfaday,butthesunseemedscarcelytohavemovedatall.

           "Yourfirstbattle?"BronnaskedlaterashebentoverJyck’sbody,pullingoffhisboots.Theyweregoodboots,asbefitoneofLordTywin’smen;heavyleather,oiledandsupple,muchfinerthanwhatBronnwaswearing.

           Tyrionnodded."Myfatherwillbesoproud,"hesaid.

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