The moonlight glimmeredoff their spears and axes, and the gruesome devices on their round leathernshields; skulls and bones, serpents, bear claws, twisted demonic faces. Back? Sandor Clegane's laughter was iron scraping over stone. Jon watched them try and form a line tofall back in order, but the Thenns washed over them with spear and axe, andthen they were fleeing too. Sweat beaded his brow.
That was ill done, YourGrace, he heard Ser Garlan say quietly. Its foundations remained amongst the weeds to showwhere the walls and keeps had stood, but the local Tell me ofthe battle. Light the fire, Jon told Satin, and fill the kettle with oil.
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