With a screech, the Yaninan flung his drink in the Algarvian's face. People streamed toward the playhouse, which stood a couple of doorsdown from the public baths. He had a stick in his hands and was looking now this way,now that, ready for anything that might happen to him. Gothrough that door, and I claresay you will.
He liked it even less the next morning, when he woke up with bugbites. You heard me, he said now. Even with a good target, he knew a foot- soldier had to be lucky - had to be more than lucky - to bring down adragon. Maybe they weren't sure how muchdamage the dragon attack had done.
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