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Lying there, so still and cold, with a ragged red wound gaping in his belly, he did not look very big at all.
Dunk stopped and stared at him. ""You're not dead. You're down sleeping in the cellar"". He looked to Ser Arlan for help. ""Tell him, ser"", he pleaded, ""tell him to get out of the grave""."
"Only it was not Ser Arlan of Pennytree standing over him at all, it was Ser Bennis of the Brown Shield. The brown knight only cackled. ""Dunk the lunk"", he said, ""gutting's slow, but certain. Never knew a man to live with his entrails hanging out"".
The spade slipped from Dunk's hands. ""Egg"", he cried, ""run! We have to run! "" But the sands were giving way beneath their feet. When the boy tried to scramble from the hole, its crumbling sides gave way and collapsed. Dunk saw the sands wash over Egg, burying him as he opened his mouth to shout. He tried to fight his way to him, but the sands were rising all around him, pulling him down into the grave, filling his mouth, his nose, his eyes…
Come the break of day, Ser Bennis set about teaching their recruits to form a shield wall.
Maester refused to go within ten feet of the spears and stopped abruptly, but Thunder had been trained for this.