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- Wonse darted forward and grabbed him by the arm.
- “But you can help me!” he said. “There may be a way to destroy the dragon, d'you see, or at least we can help people, channel things to mitigate the worst of it, somehow find a meeting point-”
- Vimes's blow caught Wonse on the cheek and spun him around.
- “The dragon's here, ”he snapped. “You can't channel it or persuade it or negotiate with it. There's no truce with dragons. You brought it here and we're stuck with it, you bastard. ”
- Wonse lowered his hand from the bright white mark where the punch had connected.
- “What are you going to do?” he said.
- Vimes didn't know. He'd thought of a dozen ways that the thing could go, but the only one that was really suitable was killing Wonse. And, face to face, he couldn't do it.
- ***
- Guards Guards - p284
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