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Tyrion

           Aman-at-armsthrustathischestandhisaxelashedout,knockingthespearaside.Themandancedbackforanothertry,butTyrionspurredhishorseandroderightoverhim.Bronnwassurroundedbythreefoes,butheloppedtheheadoffthefirstspearthatcameathim,andrakedhisbladeacrossasecondman’sfaceonhisbackslash.

           AthrownspearcamehurtlingatTyrionfromtheleftandlodgedinhisshieldwithawoodychunk.Hewheeledandracedafterthethrower,butthemanraisedhisownshieldoverhishead.Tyrioncircledaroundhim,rainingaxeblowsdownonthewood.Chipsofoakwentflying,untilthenorthernerlosthisfeetandslipped,failingflatonhisbackwithhisshieldontopofhim.HewasbelowthereachofTyrion’saxeanditwastoomuchbothertodismount,sohelefthimthereandrodeafteranotherman,takinghimfrombehindwithasweepingdowncutthatsentajoltofimpactuphisarm.Thatwonhimamoment’srespite.Reiningup,helookedfortheriver.Thereitwas,offtotheright.Somehowhehadgottenturnedaround.

           ABurnedManrodepast,slumpedagainsthishorse.Aspearhadenteredhisbellyandcomeoutthroughhisback.Hewaspastanyhelp,butwhenTyrionsawoneofthenorthernersrunupandmakeagrabforhisreins,hecharged.

           Hisquarrymethimswordinhand.Hewastallandspare,wearingalongchainmailhauberkandgauntletsoflobsteredsteel,buthe’dlosthishelmandbloodrandownintohiseyesfromagashacrosshisforehead.Tyrionaimedaswipeathisface,butthetallmanslammeditaside.

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