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eyes. And growled.It dawned on the smarter Assassins that there was nothing in their armoury that could kill a troll. They had fine stiletto knives, but they needed sledgehammers.They had darts armed with exquisite poisons, none oThere was a long dangerous moment, and then another dink.
'Thank you, Acting-Constable. You'll escort Mr Vimes to the University.' Carrot looked around at the Assassins. 'Good afternoon, gentlemen. We may be back.'
The three Watchmen stepped over the wreckage.
Vimes said nothing until they were well out in the street, and then he turned to Carrot.
'Why did he call you—'
'If you'll excuse me, I'll take her back to the Watch House.'
Vimes looked down at Angua's corpse and felt a train of thought derail itself. Some things f which worked on a troll. No-one had ever thought trolls were important enough to be assassinated. Suddenly, Detritus was very important indeed. He had Cuddy's axe in one hand and his mighty crossbow in the other.Some of the brighter Assassins turned and