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It was not Tamzin’s fault. All she did was duck. It was instinct — that was all. She barely even saw the beer mug come flying at her, just caught the movement from the corner of her eye. But that was enough to make her Arcade fighter training kick in. So she ducked, and the mug sailed harmlessly above her head. The man standing behind her should have ducked too, but his instincts weren’t as sharp as Tamzin’s. The mug hit him squarely on the nose, breaking both. That was when it all went sideways. The broken-nosed man bellowed in pain. He lunged for the mug-thrower, but, blinded by anger and spilled beer, grabbed the wrong man. His victim let out an indignant yell that summoned all his shipmates to his aid, and the little tavern was suddenly full of windmilling fists, thrown chairs, squawking barmaids, breaking glass, and furious aviators intent on thumping anyone who came within reach. Tamzin dodged a swung bottle, dived beneath a table, surfaced on the far side, and went to help her friends.