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He
fingered
his
ear
,
which
had
been
nicked
by
the
tip
of
the
sword
.
He
was
not
,
by
nature
,
an
unkind
man
,
but
at
this
moment
he
was
certain
that
he
would
prefer
the
thickness
of
a
dragon
’
s
hide
between
himself
and
Sybil
Ramkin
when
she
woke
up
.
"
Weren
’
t
we
supposed
to
kill
her
pet
dragons
,
sir
?
"
said
another
guard
.
"
I
thought
Mr
Wonse
said
something
about
killing
all
the
dragons
.
"
"
That
was
just
a
threat
we
were
supposed
to
make
,
"
said
the
captain
.
The
guard
’
s
brow
furrowed
.
"
You
sure
,
sir
?
I
thought
-
"
The
captain
had
had
enough
of
this
.
Screaming
harpies
and
broadswords
making
a
noise
like
tearing
silk
in
the
air
beside
him
had
severely
ruined
his
capacity
for
seeing
the
other
fellow
’
s
point
of
view
.
"
Oh
,
you
thought
,
did
you
?
"
he
growled
.
"
A
thinker
,
are
you
?
Do
you
think
you
’
d
be
suitable
for
another
posting
,
then
?
City
guard
,
maybe
?
They
’
re
full
of
thinkers
,
they
are
.
"
There
was
an
uncomfortable
titter
from
the
rest
of
the
guards
.
"
If
you
’
d
thought
,
"
added
the
captain
sarcastically
,
"
you
’
d
have
thought
that
the
king
is
hardly
going
to
want
other
dragons
dead
,
is
he
?
They
’
re
probably
distant
relatives
or
something
.
I
mean
,
it
wouldn
’
t
want
us
to
go
around
killing
its
own
kind
,
would
it
?
"
"
Well
,
sir
,
people
do
,
sir
,
"
said
the
guard
sulkily
.
"
Ah
,
well
,
"
said
the
captain
.
"
That
’
s
different
.
"
