Anger is what drives Octavia as she rushes towards the Trikru warrior. This wouldn't be the first fight Octavia has been in, but it is the first fight where she had a weapon.
Boarno examines the sky girls attack and easily catches her sword with his. He swipes it away, confidently and swiftly kicks her in the center of her chest.
Octavia stumbles back as the breath in her lungs gushes out. She remains on her feet but is bent over gasping for air. She watches as the warrior who just hit her smirks smugly. Again rage fills her, and she quickly recovers. Octavia charges again, but without her earlier scream.
Boarno keeps the smile on his face as he casually sidesteps the girl's swinging blade and hits her in the middle of her back with the butt end of the handle of his sword. Too easy, he comments in his mind. He could fight this girl with his hands tied behind his back. Turning his back to her, he outstretches his arms to his fellow warriors. They cheer and laugh.
Meanwhile, Octavia nearly cries out when the handle strikes her back. She's never felt pain like that before. Clenching her teeth, she manages only to let out a loud grunt as she staggers forward. Hearing part of the crowd laughing, she looks over to see the warrior addressing the crowd with his back turned. Again anger rises inside her, but this time she doesn't let it rule her.
The sword in her hands is heavy, but she holds it upright and out towards her opponent. "Is that all you got," she says mockingly. The warrior turns and looks her up and down slowly. Octavia's skin crawls at the leering look he gives her.
Boarno examines the sky girl once more and is intrigued by what he sees. She's a small thing, but there is a fire inside her that burns, and Boarno can't wait to snuff it out. "I can give you a lot more," he replies with a wide smile. He steps closer to her, and she mirrors him stepping back.
Boarno's smile grows even bigger as he stalks her, and she mimics him right back. He twirls his sword excitedly, enjoying their little game. He imagines all the things he wants to do to her and lets the sky girl see it in his eyes. Boarno can tell he is getting to her, but he also knows she won't attack again. Soon, Boarno grows bored and decides to end the battle quickly. Maybe when the girl has recovered, he will take her to his bed and experience her fire differently.
Eagerly, Boarno readies himself and attacks. He swings high with his sword, hoping she will duck, and she does. A confident smug smear on his face as he delivers his next move. Using his momentum, he spins himself around and strikes her across the face with a fisted hand. He feels and hears the crunch of his hand, hitting her. Boarno doesn't even bother to look back at the girl. He knows she will be down, and he has won.
Blood sprays from Octavia's split lip and nose as she tumbles to the ground. It isn't the first time she's been hit in the face before, but it's defiantly the hardest. It takes Octavia a moment to register that she's resting on her hands and knees. Somehow, with the sword still in her hand. Shaking off the blow, Octavia using the blade to prop her self up.
Boarno waits for the cheers of victory to sound only to see some of the warriors point behind him. Turning, he sees the sky girl attempting to stand.
Spitting out her own blood Octavia fully stands back up. Quickly, her eyes scan three people standing next to one another.
Clarke's knuckles are white as she grips tightly onto the fence railing, and her blue eyes are cold and deadly. For a moment, Octavia is scared of her friend and the look in her eyes, but then she notices Clarke isn't looking at her, but at the male warrior, she's fighting. Relief washes over her. She's never seen Clarke so angry, though she supposes she hasn't known the blonde for very long. She does, however, know she never wants to be on the receiving end of that deadly stare.
Speaking of stares, Octavia's brown eyes travel over to the Commander, standing beside Clarke. Her back is straight, and her posture solid. Her face holds no emotion, but her green eyes gaze forward and study everything. For a brief moment, they lock on Octavia, and the young brunette feels a sense of pride wash over her. When their eyes break apart, Octavia's go to the dark-skinned woman beside the Commander.
Indra has a scowl on her face, which is probably typical for the General, but Octavia notices the frown is more of an interest scowl than an angry one.
Octavia doesn't put much importance into it because she has a much bigger issue to sort out first. Octavia's mind falls back to the battle as she hears a growl come from the male warrior. She can see the anger in the man's eyes. Octavia almost laughs at how things have changed from the beginning of the fight. Now, it is her with a calm mind, and he is filled with anger.
They begin circling each other again, and Octavia can feel how sore and tired her body is becoming, but she refuses to stop. Suddenly, a scene from a movie she watched with her brother pops into her head. She remembers begging Bellamy to let her try it on him. He caved, but only after she promised not to actually hit him. She did, of course. She was ten at the time, but she performed the move smoothly. Bellamy crumbled to the floor after she struck him. He growled that she would never get to do that again. Now, Octavia wonders if she will be able to make that move again. Only one way to find out.
Numerous of villagers and warriors have joined around the ring to watch the two warriors fight, and among them is a tall, muscular, dark skin, man. He ends up standing right next to Clarke, but the blonde pays him no attention. She's too engrossed watching Octavia fight.
Lexa side-eyes the new warrior who joins them and immediately relaxes seeing who it is. Her attention is quickly drawn back to the ring when Boarno cries out a war cry.
Boarno charges at the sky girl, intending to finish her off. She has made him look weak to the other warriors standing around. He will not let it continue. To his surprise, the girl steps into his charge, blocking his sword, then drops to her knees. The move is so unexpected that he runs over the girl with her between his legs.
Octavia punches her fist up between the man's legs as he passes over her. She hits him squarely in the groin just like she did with her brother. The move isn't like the one she did in their chambers back on the Ark, but it still creates the same effect. However, Octavia forgets to take into account the sword that she still grips in her hand. And due to the size of the warrior and herself. There is very little room between her shoulder and Boarno's inner thigh.
Almost instantaneously, Octavia's sword slices into not only the warrior's thigh but also into her shoulder. She immediately drops the sword, but the damage is already done, and both cry out in pain.
Boarno's sword drops from his hand not just from the punch to his groin, but also from the knowledge of where the girl's blade cut him. As a warrior, he knows the vital areas where arteries are and the quickest ways to kill someone. And the girl's sword just sliced into one of those areas.
Boarno falls to his side as he clutches at his bleeding thigh. Blood oozes out between his fingers. Suddenly, a flock of blonde hair clouds his vision. When it subsides, Boarno sees Skaiheda kneeling next to him with her hands pressed down on top of his. He almost wants to jerk away from her but stops when she yells out.
"I need a belt!"
Clarke didn't even think as she jumped over the railing and ran to the down warrior. The only thought that went through her mind was if she didn't help him, he would die. Clarke keeps her hands on top of the warrior's until two others come marching towards her. The blonde nods at one of them, "I need your belt," she yells.
The warrior looks behind Clarke at Lexa, who stands just behind the blonde. Lexa nods her head at the warrior, and he begins to strip off his belt. The second warrior kneels to press his hands on the wound after Clarke orders him too.
Hastily, Clarke takes the belt from the first warrior and wraps it around Boarno's upper thigh. He hollers out in pain when she tightens it at tight as she can. "I'm sorry, but it has to be tight, or you will bleed out," Clarke says.
"Will he live?" Lexa questions emotionlessly.
Clarke stands up and turns to her. "I don't know," she states quietly, shaking her head. "The cut is deep, and I'm afraid his femoral artery has been nicked," the blonde's voice is low, so only Lexa can hear her.
"What do you need?" Lexa asks.
"I need to get him someplace sterile and talk with one of your healers," Clarke answers.
Lexa nods her head then quickly orders the two warriors to carry the injured Boarno to the healer's tent. Both leaders follow closely behind.
Octavia sits stunned on her knees as she replays what just happened. As Lexa, Clarke, and the two warriors that carry Boarno leave, the crowd around the training area explodes into cheers. Octavia smiles faintly. She can't believe her plan worked. Well, kind of. She didn't intend to kill the warrior, but she won. She won, and now everyone is cheering for her.
The brunette's mind is brought back to reality when a massive dark skin hand is held out in front of her face. Blinking a few times, Octavia's eyes trail up the large hand and up a muscular, tattooed arm to the owner of such an impressive limb. Octavia's mouth nearly drops in wonderment at the God-like man before her.
Lincoln smiles down at the Skaikru girl as she stares up at him. He nods to his hand for her to take. Which she quickly does. Lincoln pulls her up to her feet and notices her hiss at the movement. "Are you hurt, Okteivia kom Skaikru?"
If it weren't for the pain in her shoulder, Octavia probably would have wet herself from the man's seductive voice. It takes her a second to answer him. "I…, I'm fine. It's just a scratch," she grunts out between clenched teeth.
Octavia is jolted from her fascination with Lincoln by Indra's demanding voice.
"Okteivia kom Skaikru, I shall teach you how not to fight so foolishly."
Octavia's wide eyes gaze at the General as she marches towards her. Did she just say what I think she said? When no other words come from Indra, but a stern scowl falls across the woman's face. Octavia immediately tries to straighten up but winces when she moves her shoulder.
"Come, I'll show you to the healer's tent," Lincoln utters, and Octavia notices she's still holding his hand. She rapidly drops it, and Lincoln smiles softly down at her. "I'm Lincoln," he says in his calm voice, and Octavia shivers.