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Arya

           HotPiekeptstumblinginthedarkandlosinghisway,andAryahadtowaitforhimanddoubleback.Finallyshetookhimbythehandandledhimalongthroughthetrees."Justbequietandfollow."Whentheycouldmakeoutthefirstfaintglowofthevillagefiresagainstthesky,shesaid,"There’sdeadmenhangingontheothersideofthehedge,butthey’renothingtobescaredof,justrememberfearcutsdeeperthanswords.Wehavetogorealquietandslow."HotPienodded.

           Shewriggledunderthebriarfirstandwaitedforhimonthefarside,crouchedlow.HotPieemergedpaleandpanting,faceandarmsbloodywithlongscratches.Hestartedtosaysomething,butAryaputafingertohislips.Onhandsandknees,theycrawledalongthegibbet,beneaththeswayingdead.HotPieneveroncelookedup,normadeasound.

           Untilthecrowlandedonhisback,andhegaveamuffledgasp."Who’sthere?"avoiceboomedsuddenlyfromthedark.

           HotPieleapttohisfeet."Iyield!"Hethrewawayhisswordasdozensofcrowsroseshriekingandcomplainingtoflapaboutthecorpses.Aryagrabbedhislegandtriedtodraghimbackdown,buthewrenchedlooseandranforward,wavinghisarms."Iyield,Iyield."

           ShebouncedupanddrewNeedle,butbythenmenwereallaroundher.Aryaslashedatthenearest,butheblockedherwithasteel-cladarm,andsomeoneelseslammedintoheranddraggedhertotheground,andathirdmanwrenchedtheswordfromhergrasp.

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