Bones crunched between his teeth. The Mud Gate and the Gate of the Gods were open, but only to those who wanted to enter the city; the guards let no one out. Tyrion glanced down and saw the Hound standing with young Joffrey as squires swarmed around them. In the end they were forced to hack off branches and fashion crude slings to carry the corpses back on foot.
It turned its great head slowly. He was growing weaker every day, and it was only a matter of time until Mord's kicks and blows did him serious harm, provided the gaoler did not starve him to death first. He was mocking her, she realized. He was good as dead, Bronn said, and his moaning was bringing them down on us.
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