[Victarion was doing as good a job as he could to now draw attention to himself. Primarily this meant he was keeping a hood on and wearing a thick jacket over chainmail and leather hauberk. He was on his own hunt, though not for this woman in particular. Nor was it for the boy who had made the mistake of grabbing him by the sleeve. He recognizes him in an instant.
And immediately retaliates by going for the throat and push the boy into the wall.]
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And immediately retaliates by going for the throat and push the boy into the wall.]
Not as sorry as you will be, boy.