Facing the heavily armored warrior famed throughout the Seven Kingdoms, Robb was, of course, on full alert. As the Mountain brought his sword down, Robb had already shifted to the right and turned his body sideways, dodging the greatsword.
Boom!
The two-handed greatsword in the Mountain's right hand crashed into the cobbled street, smashing a small crater into the ground. Pebbles flew in every direction.
Clang!
Having dodged the attack, Robb slipped around to the Mountain's left side and brought his sword down hard on the armor covering the man's left leg. Metal rang against metal.
Robb's blow didn't break through the Mountain's armor, but with the strength he now possessed, it made the man's left leg buckle. The Mountain's knee bent sharply, nearly dropping him to the ground.
Thump!
The Mountain was an experienced fighter. As Robb struck his left leg, he swung his left arm outward with all his strength.
His thick oak shield slammed straight into Robb's chest, sending him flying.
Crash!
Robb crashed into a stall beneath an awning at the side of the street. His weight, combined with the force of the impact, instantly brought it down, scattering the leather goods across the ground.
Though Robb's blow had nearly brought him to one knee, the Mountain was powerfully built and pressed his advantage. Ignoring the pain in his left foot, he continued after Robb, who had fallen into the stall.
Crack!
He brought his greatsword down in a practiced, crushing blow. The stall, already smashed apart, was cleaved in two.
But there was no sign of Robb beneath the two halves.
A cloak made of animal hide flew from the left half of the stall, blocking the Mountain's view.
Riiip!
The Mountain's two-handed greatsword, still moving from its strike against the stall, swept upward and