Arya

           "High,"SyrioForelcalledout,slashingatherhead.ThestickswordsclackedasAryaparried.

           "Left,"heshouted,andhisbladecamewhistling.Hersdartedtomeetit.Theclackmadehimclickhisteethtogether.

           "Right,"hesaid,and"Low,"and"Left,"and"Left"again,fasterandfaster,movingforward.Aryaretreatedbeforehim,checkingeachblow.

           "Lunge,"hewarned,andwhenhethrustshesidestepped,swepthisbladeaway,andslashedathisshoulder.Shealmosttouchedhim,almost,socloseitmadehergrin.Astrandofhairdangledinhereyes,limpwithsweat.Shepusheditawaywiththebackofherhand.

           "Left,"Syriosangout."Low."Hisswordwasablur,andtheSmallHallechoedtotheclackclackclack."Left.Left.High.Left.Right.Left.Low.Left!"

           Thewoodenbladecaughtherhighinthebreast,asuddenstingingblowthathurtallthemorebecauseitcamefromthewrongside."Ow,"shecriedout.Shewouldhaveafreshbruisetherebythetimeshewenttosleep,somewhereoutatsea.Abruiseisalesson,shetoldherself,andeachlessonmakesusbetter.

           Syriosteppedback."Youaredeadnow."

           Aryamadeaface."Youcheated,"shesaidhotly."Yousaidleftandyouwentright."

           "Justso.Andnowyouareadeadgirl."

           "Butyoulied!"

           "Mywordslied.Myeyesandmyarmshoutedoutthetruth,butyouwerenotseeing."

           "Iwasso,"Aryasaid."Iwatchedyoueverysecond!"

           "Watchingisnotseeing,deadgirl.Thewaterdancersees.