By Paul Bonner, John Blanche, Jane Mitton
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One more dune. Just one more dune. But many more dunes later, she was still trudging along, following the smattering of footprints in the sand. Had she somehow tracked the wrong group? Even as she thought it, assassins appeared atop the dune before her, already running back to the fortress, their buckets heavy with water. She kept her head high as they passed her, and didn’t look any of them in the face. Most of them didn’t bother looking at her, though a few spared her a mortifyingly pitying glance.
She was wearing her armor again. ” Some of the assassins seated at the long table gave knowing grins. Ansel swallowed and braced her arms on the table. Even the gauntlets of her armor were delicately engraved with a wolf motif. “My first run, I collapsed. Mile two. Completely unconscious. Ilias found me on his way back and carried me here. ” Ilias’s eyes met with Celaena’s, and he smiled at her. “If I hadn’t been about to die, I would have been swooning,” Ansel finished and the others grinned, some of them laughing silently.
And if she was worthy. Of course she was worthy. She was Celaena Sardothien, gods be damned. The third man pulled out two crescent-shaped daggers from the folds of his beige tunic and slashed at her. Her layered clothing was too cumbersome for her to dart away fast enough, so as he swiped for her face, she bent back. Her spine strained, but the two blades passed overhead, slicing through an errant strand of her hair. She dropped to the ground and lashed out with a leg, sweeping the man off his feet.