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Arya

           ShesawKossthrowdownhisbladetoyield,andshesawthemkillhimwherehestood.Smokewaseverywhere.TherewasnosignofYoren,buttheaxewaswhereGendryhadleftit,bythewoodpileoutsidethehaven.Asshewrencheditfree,amailedhandgrabbedherarm.Spinning,Aryadrovetheheadoftheaxehardbetweenhislegs.Sheneversawhisface,onlythedarkbloodseepingbetweenthelinksofhishauberk.Goingbackintothatbarnwasthehardestthingsheeverdid.Smokewaspouringouttheopendoorlikeawrithingblacksnake,andshecouldhearthescreamsofthepooranimalsinside,donkeysandhorsesandmen.Shechewedherlip,anddartedthroughthedoors,crouchedlowwherethesmokewasn’tquitesothick.

           Adonkeywascaughtinaringoffire,shriekinginterrorandpain.Shecouldsmellthestenchofburninghair.Theroofwasgoneuptoo,andthingswerefallingdown,piecesofflamingwoodandbitsofstrawandhay.Aryaputahandoverhermouthandnose.Shecouldn’tseethewagonforthesmoke,butshecouldstillhearBiterscreaming.Shecrawledtowardthesound.

           Andthenawheelwasloomingoverher.ThewagonjumpedandmovedahalffootwhenBiterthrewhimselfagainsthischainsagain.Jaqensawher,butitwastoohardtobreathe,letalonetalk.Shethrewtheaxeintothewagon.Rorgecaughtitandlifteditoverhishead,riversofsootysweatpouringdownhisnoselessface.Aryawasrunning,coughing.Sheheardthesteelcrashthroughtheoldwood,andagain,again

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