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“Where did we leave off the last lesson?” Yrene asked a girl in the front.
“Eye gouge,” she said with a broad smile.
Chaol nearly choked.
“Right,” Yrene said, rubbing her hands together. “Someone demonstrate for me.”
He watched in silence as hands shot up, and Yrene selected one—a smaller-boned girl. Yrene took up the stance of attacker, grabbing the girl from the front with surprising intensity. But the girl’s slim hands went right to Yrene’s face, thumbs to the corners of her eyes. Chaol started from his chair—or would have, had the girl not pulled back.
“And next?” Yrene merely asked.
“Hook in my thumbs like this”—the girl made the motion in the air between them for all to see—“and pop.”
Aelin would have been beside herself with glee.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Tower of Dawn