Chapter 7
Holding up a hand to shield my eyes from the midday sun, I watch as the guards led Xena back to the main square of the village. Though stripped of her breastplate and greaves, I'm relieved to see Xena is still wearing her leather and gauntlets. Hopefully they will provide some protection from this 'Circle', whatever it is. As she draws closer I'm tempted to beg Ephiny once more to stop this madness. But as I steal a glance at the young Amazon Queen she meets my gaze and I know another attempt would be useless. While she does not want this anymore than I do, she is Queen and must uphold the laws of her people even the ones, which hurt her friends.
Leaning to the side, I whisper to Solari. "So how exactly does this 'circle' thing work?"
"The Circle is designed to wear down the accused." she replies without looking at me. "The accused is placed in a circle of twenty unarmed warriors. The punishment begins when a small glass of sand is turned upside down. Once it begins each Amazon will attack individually, the moment one attacker is knocked to the ground another will attack. The fallen attacker will return to the outer circle and wait for another chance to attack. If an attacker is unable to continue they will be replaced by a fresh fighter from outside the circle."
"How long does this last?"
"The sand will flow for one candle mark."
"That doesn't sound to bad." feeling the knot in my stomach start to loosen. "So if she can stay on her feet till the sand runs out, she gets to leave right?"
"Wrong. When the sand stops if the accused is..."
"Would you stop calling her the 'accused'? She has a name you know?"
"Very well," rolling her eyes at the request. "when the sand stops if 'Xena' is still standing the glass will be turned again. Only this time the attackers will be armed with a weapon of their choice. During this round if an attacker is disabled they are not replaced. The accus...Xena must fight until the sand has stopped or until all of the attackers have been defeated. If she can do this than she will be allow to go free."
"What happens if Xena is unable to continue?"
Finally she turns to face me. "She dies."
Swallowing hard I try to force down the fear threatening to choke me.
As Xena approaches the circle the waiting Amazons part allowing her to enter, passing into the circle they quickly close ranks behind her. Stopping near the center, she waits patiently for the 'punishment' to begin. Her calmness in the face of danger never creases to amaze me.
Studying the Amazons surrounding her, I feel despair taking its place along side fear. Normally, something like this would be a piece of cake for Xena. But, she has barely eaten or slept for nearly a week and I don't even know if all of her wounds have healed. The Amazons on the other hand are well rested and healthy. Many have voiced their support for the warrior, but judging from the way some of them are glaring at her, I know this won't be easy.
Ephiny raises her hands to silence the crowd. "Xena, are you ready to accept your punishment?"
"Yes."
Eying the warrior, Ephiny hesitates. "Very well," reaching for the sand glass, she holds it high for all to see. With a quick flip of the wrist she turns it. "Begin."
The words have barely left the Amazon's mouth when an ear shattering war cry breaks the silence. Xena spins to meet the oncoming warrior. As the Amazon strikes, Xena quickly side steps. As she moves one hand shoots out deflecting the Amazon's fist as the other connects solidly with the woman's chin. The force of Xena's strike and the Amazon's own forward momentum work to lift the woman off her feet and slam her painfully to the ground. Xena barely has time to acknowledge her attacker is unconscious before another is upon her.
Aside from the sounds of the fighters within the circle there is an eerie silence in the air. The Amazons seem as disturbed by the bloodshed as I am. It's not what I expected from a warrior tribe.
One after the other the Amazons charge the warrior. Most fall without touching her, but as fatigue sets in, the attacker's strikes begin to find their target. All I can do is watch and wait as the blows slowly sap the warrior's strength.
Another Amazon attacks and I cringe as a fist solidly connects with Xena's jaw. Spinning away from the blow she counters with a thrusting kick, which sends her opponent airborne. Stealing a quick glance at the sand glass I'm relieved to see it's nearly empty. Just a little longer and Xena is home free. 'At least until round two.' I sigh.
Having downed another attacker Xena turns to meet the next, only this time her movements are too slow. A well placed heel slams solidly into unguarded ribs. The blow draws the warrior double as she fights to breath. Knowing her opponent is hurt the Amazon shows no mercy. Savagely driving an elbow into the warrior's back, she smirks as the blow forces Xena to her hands and knees. Not allowing the warrior a chance to recover the Amazon's boot lashes out. The blow lifts Xena from the ground, while the next sends the warrior rolling to the edge of the small circle. Stalking toward the downed warrior the Amazon prepares to deliver another kick. As the leg approaches Xena's arm whips out locking around the offered limb. Before the woman can react Xena slams the heel of her free hand into the side of the Amazon's supporting knee with a resounding crack, which echoes through out the square. I can't help but smile as the Amazon howls in pain. Using the woman's leg for support Xena rises to her feet driving a fist squarely into the Amazon's nose. Blood spatters from the shattered cartilage as the woman staggers. Another blow to the face and the Amazon collapses in a heap at the warrior's feet. Spinning in a tight circle Xena searches for the next attacker.
"HALT!!!" bellows Ephiny.
The command stops a changing warrior in her tracks, less than two strides from Xena's reach. Snapping to attention before the warrior, I recognize her as the leader of the scouting party that met us at the border. Then the Amazon does something I never expected. She bows. Too my surprise Xena returns the gesture. A hint of a smile crosses the Amazon's face before she turns to sprint back to the outer circle.
All eyes turn to Ephiny who is holding up the now empty sand glass. "The first round is complete." she announces. "Those who have been chosen will arm yourselves for the final one."
There is a fury of motion as armed Amazons move to replace some of those already in the circle, while others rush off in search of their weapon of choice.
Between the moving women I catch belief glimpses of Xena. I'm relieved to see she is still on her feet though I have to wonder for how long. Hunched forward with hands resting on her knees she appears to be gulping air. If only there was something I could do to help her. Leaning back against the dais my elbow bumps something. Glancing back to curse the object, I realize my luck maybe changing.
Grabbing a ladle of water from the bucket I run toward Xena. Only to slide to a halt as I barely miss being impaled on the sword leveled at my chest. Meeting the gaze of the Amazon holding the weapon, I smile lamely as she growls at me.
"Let him pass."
The Amazon seems as surprised by the command as I am as we turn to face Ephiny.
"You haven't much time, Joxer." warns Ephiny.
With a quick nod I turn to find the warrior still blocking my path, reluctantly she steps aside.
Not waiting for her to change her mind I run to Xena offering the only help I can. "Here drink this."
Straightening she accepts the ladle with both hands. Quickly draining it's precious contents she shoves it back into my hand. "Thanks..." she breaths heavily.
Now that I'm closer I can see the bruises covering her face. A nasty one under her left eye is already swollen and turning black. Leaning close I whisper my concern. "Xena are you alright?"
She nods without meeting my gaze.
"Maybe I can..."
"Joxer!"
I turn once more to face Ephiny.
"You must leave the circle now. It's time to begin."
Desperately I search for any excuse to delay this madness.
"Go on." orders Xena. Standing to her full height, she appears as strong as ever. "I'll be alright."
Against my better judgment I return to the spot near Solari.
Once more Ephiny raises the glass high enough for all to see. Her eyes meet Xena's briefly and I can see the sorrow in them, then she turns the glass. "Begin."
Though I would not have thought it possible this round is more intense than the last. Where before Xena had held back trying not to maim her opponents this time no quarter is given.
Time seems to crawl by as the warrior downs one attacker after the next. Fatigue once more takes its toll as small cuts and bruises begin to appear on her arms and leg. While Xena shows no signs of stopping I have to wonder how much longer she can keep this pace.
Barely avoiding a series of sword swings meant to behead her, Xena lashes out with a kick to her attacker's chest. All watching cringe at the sound of breaking bone as the woman's sternum cracks. Clutching her chest the Amazon drops to the ground unable to continue.
Pulling my gaze away from the injured woman I'm relieved to see only three attackers remain standing. One is the old warrior who decided what Xena's punishment was to be. Across what's left of the circle from her is a young girl.
"Isn't she kind of young for this?" motioning toward the girl as I lean close to Solari.
"She is seventeen summers old." answers the woman. "It is time to decide her place within the tribe."
"Okay." I answer, though I haven't a clue what she means.
Shrugging off the conversation I turn my attention back to the circle. Only to find Xena in a stand off with the third remaining Amazon. Lunging the Amazon attacks, Xena twist to avoid the sword strike only too late realizing it's a feint. Whipping the blade in a back handed motion it leaves a long bloody gash along Xena's left shoulder, forcing the warrior back. Reversing the swing once more the Amazon drives the butt of the sword handle into Xena's face. A sharp kick to the chest, followed by another to the head, drops the warrior to her knees.
My heart skips a beat as I watch the Amazon grasp the sword with both hands, raising it high for a deathblow. As the blade starts its downward arc Xena throws herself at the Amazon's waist knocking them both to the ground. What had been a fight of strategy is now little more then a shuffle in the dirt as they struggle for the high ground. Finally Xena knocks the Amazon away. Trying to climb to her feet the warrior's victory is short lived as the Amazon tackles her from behind. Grabbing a handful of raven hair the Amazon pulls Xena to her knees. With her free hand the Amazon draws a dagger and plunges it toward Xena's exposed throat.
"No..." I cry taking a step forward only to be pulled back by Solari. Helplessly I watch the blade plunge toward soft flesh. Suddenly Xena's arm shoots up deflecting the blade with her gauntlet. Though the thrust has been stopped it takes both of Xena's hands to keep the dagger from her throat. Watching the women struggle I notice an uneasiness among Solari and the other Amazon's. They seem angered by something.
"What's wrong?" I ask.
"Noleta has violated the laws of the Circle."
"What are you talking about?"
"She is only allowed to bring one weapon into the circle."
"You mean she's cheating?"
She frowns at me. "You could say that."
"So what do we do?"
"Nothing at the moment. She will be dealt with when the sands have run out."
"By then it might be too late."
"It is our way." definitely answers the woman as she turns away.
No matter how this ends there is one thing I'm sure of, I don't really like the Amazon way.
Time seems to stand still as Xena and the Amazon struggle. As the dagger slowly creeps toward the warrior's throat I notice the Amazon leaning close to whisper something in Xena's ear. From this distance I can't hear what is being said, but from the woman's sneer I'm sure it's not words of encouragement. Suddenly Xena screams in rage, her fist snaps back into the Amazon's face. Stunned the woman staggers back, releasing her hold on the warrior. Still holding the woman's wrist Xena rises in a quick spinning motion, without breaking stride she buries the dagger deep in the Amazon's unprotected side. Stunned by this turn of events the Amazon reaches for the dagger handle with a look of disbelief.
Not allowing her opponent any quarter Xena's punches her squarely in the face, knocking the woman to the ground. Rolling to her hands and knees the Amazon tugs at the dagger handle as Xena moves in for another strike. Just as Xena grabs the woman by the hair the Amazon pulls the weapon free from her flesh. As Xena pulls the woman to her feet the Amazon's arm swings out driving the dagger into Xena's thigh, then quickly pulls the weapon clear. Xena's cry of pain sends a shiver down my spine as I watch her clutch at the wound.
Slowly the Amazon tries to stand only to be knocked back to her knees by a fist to the face. Driven by rage the warrior once more grabs the Amazon by the top of the head. Holding the woman's head in place with one hand, Xena pounds her fist into the Amazon's face till it is a bloody mess.
Releasing the now unconscious Amazon, Xena barely notices as the woman falls to the ground. Satisfying her rage has cost Xena dearly as she collapses to the ground.
From across the circle the older warrior charges.
"Xena look out!" I cry, pulling against Solari's grip.
Rolling onto her back the warrior barely misses being impaled as the spear strikes the ground where she'd been a moment before. Grabbing the spear shaft she drives the blunt end of the weapon into its owner's face. Staggered by the blow the older woman backs off. Xena slowly crawls to her feet, swaying unsteadily.
For several moments the warriors play a deadly game of cat and mouse, slowly circling and studying each other. Finally the Amazon attacks. Waiting till the last possible moment Xena shifts allowing the blade of the weapon to pass dangerously close. As the woman comes into range Xena seizes the shaft of the weapon, while her leg thrusts out with a powerful kick. Catching the blunt of the kick squarely in the chest, the force of it sends the older warrior sprawling. Crashing heavily to the ground the woman makes no attempt to rise. Having passed the point of exhaustion Xena staggers several steps before falling face first into the dirt.
I watch helplessly as Xena's whole body shakes with each labored breath it appears she lacks the strength to even crawl. Fear makes my blood run cold as I realize her unceremonious collapse has landed her at the feet of the final attacker. Above Xena stands the girl, she stares down at the fallen warrior uncertain of what to do.
"Attack!" orders a faceless voice.
Trembling the girl slowly raises the sword preparing to drive the weapon into Xena's exposed back.
I steal a quick glance at the sand glass the final gains are quickly slipping away. Pulling free of Solari's grip I charge toward the girl.
Ephiny has noticed the sands as well. "WAIT!" she cries as the last grains fall.
Perhaps it is the fear of making her first kill, or maybe worse the fear of being thought a coward. Whatever it is the girl does not heed Ephiny's command.
With her eyes closed she thrust the sword downward.
"NOOO!!!" Ephiny's scream echoes through the square as I throw myself at the girl.
Out weighted and off guard she is easily knocked to the ground. Climbing off the stunned girl I move to Xena.
Kneeling beside the still warrior I nearly cry out in relief at the realization the blade never reached its mark. Though my joy is short lived by the sight of a small steam of blood trailing from beneath the fallen warrior. "Xena?" My throat begins to tighten when she does not respond. "Xena, can you hear me?" I ask gently touching her arm.
A low groan is the only reply but it's enough to relieve my worries as I fight the urge to scoop her up in a bear hug.
"Joxer...?" she moans trying to rise.
"Take it easy. Let me help you up."
Allowing me to slip her arm around my shoulders I slowly lift her to her feet. Her willingness to lean on me frightens me almost as much as the blood flowing from her wounds. "I'll take you to the healer." I promise, though I haven't any idea where to find one. Behind us erupts a scream of rage twisting to face the sound I'm shocked to see Noleta on her feet armed with a spear. What's more surprising is the sight of her charging headlong at us, too late I realize the spear which a moment before was aimed at Xena's back is now heading for me.
Trying to retreat from the blade I stumble. As I begin to fall the spear strikes my breastplate. The force of the blow knocks me backwards but not before I feel the blade penetrate my armor.
Landing on my back I gasp as the wind is knocked from my lungs. I try to rise but there is an unyielding pressure on my chest. Raising my head I'm surprised to find the pressure on my chest is the Amazon's foot. My heart skips a beat as I realize she is using it to hold me in place so she can finish me off. As I watch her raise the weapon for the deathblow I feel a strange sense of relief. At least now I'll be free from the emptiness. Closing my eyes I wait for the pain to end.
Suddenly the weight is gone from my chest. Opening one eye I realize the Amazon is gone as well, beside me there is movement. Xena is atop the Amazon trying to press the shaft of the spear against the woman's throat. They struggle but Xena is too weak to hold the high ground. With a shift of her weight the Amazon throws the warrior off and quickly slams the hard wood into the side of Xena's head. The warrior crumbles to the ground without a word.
"no..." I try to move but my chest feels like it is on fire. Helplessly I watch as the Amazon slowly climbs to her feet using the spear for support.
Xena begins to stir as the Amazon moves toward her.
Swaying slightly she hovers over the fallen warrior. "When you get to Hades tell your 'friend' a true Amazon sent you."
'No!' screams a voice inside me. Desperately I claw at the ground trying to raise. 'No, I can't lose her too. Not now.'
As the Amazon pulls the spear back to strike Ephiny grabs her wrist staying it.
"Enough." orders the young Queen.
"She must be punished!" growls the Amazon trying to pull away.
Ephiny tightens her grip. "It's over, Noleta. She has served her punishment."
Jerking her arm free the Amazon staggers back several steps. "It's not over till the traitor is dead!"
"It's over when I say its over." warns Ephiny in a deadly tone. Eying the bloody trail flowing down the woman's side and leg, Ephiny's tone softens. "You're hurt. Let me help you."
"Stay away from me." growls the woman, leveling the spear at Ephiny's chest.
From the corner of my eye I can see Xena raising to her hands and knees, slowly she rocks back into a kneeling position.
Noleta turns to the others for support. "What say you my sisters! This woman attacked our village and nearly killed us are we to let her go free? No! The only way she can pay for her crimes is with her blood!"
"Take a good look at her, Noleta." orders Ephiny motioning toward Xena. "She had paid with her blood."
"Hum," grunts the Amazon. "You would allow this woman to go free even through that 'man' interfered with the punishment. They both must die!"
"The sands had run out before Joxer entered the circle. It was over."
"Your compassion for these outsiders makes you weak, Ephiny." sneers the woman, shaking her head in disgust she turns to a group standing near the dais. "Sisters of the council, what say you of this matter? Was the punishment served before the man interfered?"
Several hushed whispers pass between the women, finally one steps forward. "It is the decision of the council that punishment was served before the man interfered. Xena is free to go."
Even from where I lay I can hear Ephiny's sigh of relief.
"No!" screams Noleta. "Sisters, we must destroy this woman, first she helped place an outsider on our throne, than a weakling! Were it not for her the Amazon's would have a strong ruler," sneering at Ephiny. "not this 'centaur lover'."
"Stand down." orders Ephiny through clenched teeth.
"Or what?" challenges the woman. Taking a defensive stance she levels the weapon at Ephiny once more. "What are you going to do, Ephiny?"
"Don't do this Noleta."
"Valaska was right, Gabrielle had no right to rule the Amazons." hisses the woman. "And neither do you." Growling she lunges.
Drawing her sword Ephiny easily blocks the attack pushing the woman away. "Noleta your actions dishonor the tribe, stand down before I'm forced to exile you."
"Go to Tarasus!" once more the woman charges.
Easily blocking a quick series of thrusts, Ephiny drives the spear blade down while striking Noleta under the chin with an elbow. Staggered by the blow Noleta retreats to a safe distance. Taking a defensive stand Ephiny faces the renegade. "Don't make me kill you."
"As if you could." laughs the woman sarcastically. With a fearless battle cry the Amazon attacks again.
Parrying the strike Ephiny counters by drawing the blade across the woman's exposed midsection. A long trail of blood marks the sword's path.
Clutching the wound tightly Noleta stares in amazement at the blood running between her fingers. Looking from the wound to Ephiny then back again, an evil smile slowly crosses her face. "At least I won't die alone." Spinning towards Xena she whips the spear over her head.
"No!!!" screams Ephiny thrusting the sword into the woman's gut with such force the bloody tip explodes from her back. Time seems to stand still as the women remain frozen in this ghoulish position. Finally Noleta's spear slips from lifeless fingers, landing on the ground with a dull thud. Pulling the sword free Ephiny silently watches the dead woman fall.
Raising her head the young Queen studies the crowd definitely. "Are there any others who question my right to lead?"
No one accepts the challenge.
Satisfied Xena is safe I lay back reaching for the burning place on my chest. Something warm and sticky covers my hand, pulling it away I find it thickly covered in dark red blood. 'My blood.' Panic tightens my throat muscles trapping a scream there. 'Oh Gods, I'm dying.' Closing my eyes I try to recall some childhood prayer, which might save me from Tartarus.
"Joxer!" Strong hands are fanatically pulling at my armor. Forcing my eyes open I find Xena's battered face hovering over me. Throwing the armor aside, she rips my shirt open and I flinch as her palm presses hard against the wound.
"It's alright, Joxer. You're going to be alright."
I'm not sure if she's trying to convince me or herself. Though the promise sounds sincere I can see the strain in her smile. Are those tears in her eyes? She can't be crying, not for me. I try to raise my head but the world begins to spin. As I slip into unconsciousness I hear her calling my name. Though she pleads for me to stay awake, I haven't the strength to fight the darkness. Finally her voice fades into the shadows.
Holding up a hand to shield my eyes from the midday sun, I watch as the guards led Xena back to the main square of the village. Though stripped of her breastplate and greaves, I'm relieved to see Xena is still wearing her leather and gauntlets. Hopefully they will provide some protection from this 'Circle', whatever it is. As she draws closer I'm tempted to beg Ephiny once more to stop this madness. But as I steal a glance at the young Amazon Queen she meets my gaze and I know another attempt would be useless. While she does not want this anymore than I do, she is Queen and must uphold the laws of her people even the ones, which hurt her friends.
Leaning to the side, I whisper to Solari. "So how exactly does this 'circle' thing work?"
"The Circle is designed to wear down the accused." she replies without looking at me. "The accused is placed in a circle of twenty unarmed warriors. The punishment begins when a small glass of sand is turned upside down. Once it begins each Amazon will attack individually, the moment one attacker is knocked to the ground another will attack. The fallen attacker will return to the outer circle and wait for another chance to attack. If an attacker is unable to continue they will be replaced by a fresh fighter from outside the circle."
"How long does this last?"
"The sand will flow for one candle mark."
"That doesn't sound to bad." feeling the knot in my stomach start to loosen. "So if she can stay on her feet till the sand runs out, she gets to leave right?"
"Wrong. When the sand stops if the accused is..."
"Would you stop calling her the 'accused'? She has a name you know?"
"Very well," rolling her eyes at the request. "when the sand stops if 'Xena' is still standing the glass will be turned again. Only this time the attackers will be armed with a weapon of their choice. During this round if an attacker is disabled they are not replaced. The accus...Xena must fight until the sand has stopped or until all of the attackers have been defeated. If she can do this than she will be allow to go free."
"What happens if Xena is unable to continue?"
Finally she turns to face me. "She dies."
Swallowing hard I try to force down the fear threatening to choke me.
As Xena approaches the circle the waiting Amazons part allowing her to enter, passing into the circle they quickly close ranks behind her. Stopping near the center, she waits patiently for the 'punishment' to begin. Her calmness in the face of danger never creases to amaze me.
Studying the Amazons surrounding her, I feel despair taking its place along side fear. Normally, something like this would be a piece of cake for Xena. But, she has barely eaten or slept for nearly a week and I don't even know if all of her wounds have healed. The Amazons on the other hand are well rested and healthy. Many have voiced their support for the warrior, but judging from the way some of them are glaring at her, I know this won't be easy.
Ephiny raises her hands to silence the crowd. "Xena, are you ready to accept your punishment?"
"Yes."
Eying the warrior, Ephiny hesitates. "Very well," reaching for the sand glass, she holds it high for all to see. With a quick flip of the wrist she turns it. "Begin."
The words have barely left the Amazon's mouth when an ear shattering war cry breaks the silence. Xena spins to meet the oncoming warrior. As the Amazon strikes, Xena quickly side steps. As she moves one hand shoots out deflecting the Amazon's fist as the other connects solidly with the woman's chin. The force of Xena's strike and the Amazon's own forward momentum work to lift the woman off her feet and slam her painfully to the ground. Xena barely has time to acknowledge her attacker is unconscious before another is upon her.
Aside from the sounds of the fighters within the circle there is an eerie silence in the air. The Amazons seem as disturbed by the bloodshed as I am. It's not what I expected from a warrior tribe.
One after the other the Amazons charge the warrior. Most fall without touching her, but as fatigue sets in, the attacker's strikes begin to find their target. All I can do is watch and wait as the blows slowly sap the warrior's strength.
Another Amazon attacks and I cringe as a fist solidly connects with Xena's jaw. Spinning away from the blow she counters with a thrusting kick, which sends her opponent airborne. Stealing a quick glance at the sand glass I'm relieved to see it's nearly empty. Just a little longer and Xena is home free. 'At least until round two.' I sigh.
Having downed another attacker Xena turns to meet the next, only this time her movements are too slow. A well placed heel slams solidly into unguarded ribs. The blow draws the warrior double as she fights to breath. Knowing her opponent is hurt the Amazon shows no mercy. Savagely driving an elbow into the warrior's back, she smirks as the blow forces Xena to her hands and knees. Not allowing the warrior a chance to recover the Amazon's boot lashes out. The blow lifts Xena from the ground, while the next sends the warrior rolling to the edge of the small circle. Stalking toward the downed warrior the Amazon prepares to deliver another kick. As the leg approaches Xena's arm whips out locking around the offered limb. Before the woman can react Xena slams the heel of her free hand into the side of the Amazon's supporting knee with a resounding crack, which echoes through out the square. I can't help but smile as the Amazon howls in pain. Using the woman's leg for support Xena rises to her feet driving a fist squarely into the Amazon's nose. Blood spatters from the shattered cartilage as the woman staggers. Another blow to the face and the Amazon collapses in a heap at the warrior's feet. Spinning in a tight circle Xena searches for the next attacker.
"HALT!!!" bellows Ephiny.
The command stops a changing warrior in her tracks, less than two strides from Xena's reach. Snapping to attention before the warrior, I recognize her as the leader of the scouting party that met us at the border. Then the Amazon does something I never expected. She bows. Too my surprise Xena returns the gesture. A hint of a smile crosses the Amazon's face before she turns to sprint back to the outer circle.
All eyes turn to Ephiny who is holding up the now empty sand glass. "The first round is complete." she announces. "Those who have been chosen will arm yourselves for the final one."
There is a fury of motion as armed Amazons move to replace some of those already in the circle, while others rush off in search of their weapon of choice.
Between the moving women I catch belief glimpses of Xena. I'm relieved to see she is still on her feet though I have to wonder for how long. Hunched forward with hands resting on her knees she appears to be gulping air. If only there was something I could do to help her. Leaning back against the dais my elbow bumps something. Glancing back to curse the object, I realize my luck maybe changing.
Grabbing a ladle of water from the bucket I run toward Xena. Only to slide to a halt as I barely miss being impaled on the sword leveled at my chest. Meeting the gaze of the Amazon holding the weapon, I smile lamely as she growls at me.
"Let him pass."
The Amazon seems as surprised by the command as I am as we turn to face Ephiny.
"You haven't much time, Joxer." warns Ephiny.
With a quick nod I turn to find the warrior still blocking my path, reluctantly she steps aside.
Not waiting for her to change her mind I run to Xena offering the only help I can. "Here drink this."
Straightening she accepts the ladle with both hands. Quickly draining it's precious contents she shoves it back into my hand. "Thanks..." she breaths heavily.
Now that I'm closer I can see the bruises covering her face. A nasty one under her left eye is already swollen and turning black. Leaning close I whisper my concern. "Xena are you alright?"
She nods without meeting my gaze.
"Maybe I can..."
"Joxer!"
I turn once more to face Ephiny.
"You must leave the circle now. It's time to begin."
Desperately I search for any excuse to delay this madness.
"Go on." orders Xena. Standing to her full height, she appears as strong as ever. "I'll be alright."
Against my better judgment I return to the spot near Solari.
Once more Ephiny raises the glass high enough for all to see. Her eyes meet Xena's briefly and I can see the sorrow in them, then she turns the glass. "Begin."
Though I would not have thought it possible this round is more intense than the last. Where before Xena had held back trying not to maim her opponents this time no quarter is given.
Time seems to crawl by as the warrior downs one attacker after the next. Fatigue once more takes its toll as small cuts and bruises begin to appear on her arms and leg. While Xena shows no signs of stopping I have to wonder how much longer she can keep this pace.
Barely avoiding a series of sword swings meant to behead her, Xena lashes out with a kick to her attacker's chest. All watching cringe at the sound of breaking bone as the woman's sternum cracks. Clutching her chest the Amazon drops to the ground unable to continue.
Pulling my gaze away from the injured woman I'm relieved to see only three attackers remain standing. One is the old warrior who decided what Xena's punishment was to be. Across what's left of the circle from her is a young girl.
"Isn't she kind of young for this?" motioning toward the girl as I lean close to Solari.
"She is seventeen summers old." answers the woman. "It is time to decide her place within the tribe."
"Okay." I answer, though I haven't a clue what she means.
Shrugging off the conversation I turn my attention back to the circle. Only to find Xena in a stand off with the third remaining Amazon. Lunging the Amazon attacks, Xena twist to avoid the sword strike only too late realizing it's a feint. Whipping the blade in a back handed motion it leaves a long bloody gash along Xena's left shoulder, forcing the warrior back. Reversing the swing once more the Amazon drives the butt of the sword handle into Xena's face. A sharp kick to the chest, followed by another to the head, drops the warrior to her knees.
My heart skips a beat as I watch the Amazon grasp the sword with both hands, raising it high for a deathblow. As the blade starts its downward arc Xena throws herself at the Amazon's waist knocking them both to the ground. What had been a fight of strategy is now little more then a shuffle in the dirt as they struggle for the high ground. Finally Xena knocks the Amazon away. Trying to climb to her feet the warrior's victory is short lived as the Amazon tackles her from behind. Grabbing a handful of raven hair the Amazon pulls Xena to her knees. With her free hand the Amazon draws a dagger and plunges it toward Xena's exposed throat.
"No..." I cry taking a step forward only to be pulled back by Solari. Helplessly I watch the blade plunge toward soft flesh. Suddenly Xena's arm shoots up deflecting the blade with her gauntlet. Though the thrust has been stopped it takes both of Xena's hands to keep the dagger from her throat. Watching the women struggle I notice an uneasiness among Solari and the other Amazon's. They seem angered by something.
"What's wrong?" I ask.
"Noleta has violated the laws of the Circle."
"What are you talking about?"
"She is only allowed to bring one weapon into the circle."
"You mean she's cheating?"
She frowns at me. "You could say that."
"So what do we do?"
"Nothing at the moment. She will be dealt with when the sands have run out."
"By then it might be too late."
"It is our way." definitely answers the woman as she turns away.
No matter how this ends there is one thing I'm sure of, I don't really like the Amazon way.
Time seems to stand still as Xena and the Amazon struggle. As the dagger slowly creeps toward the warrior's throat I notice the Amazon leaning close to whisper something in Xena's ear. From this distance I can't hear what is being said, but from the woman's sneer I'm sure it's not words of encouragement. Suddenly Xena screams in rage, her fist snaps back into the Amazon's face. Stunned the woman staggers back, releasing her hold on the warrior. Still holding the woman's wrist Xena rises in a quick spinning motion, without breaking stride she buries the dagger deep in the Amazon's unprotected side. Stunned by this turn of events the Amazon reaches for the dagger handle with a look of disbelief.
Not allowing her opponent any quarter Xena's punches her squarely in the face, knocking the woman to the ground. Rolling to her hands and knees the Amazon tugs at the dagger handle as Xena moves in for another strike. Just as Xena grabs the woman by the hair the Amazon pulls the weapon free from her flesh. As Xena pulls the woman to her feet the Amazon's arm swings out driving the dagger into Xena's thigh, then quickly pulls the weapon clear. Xena's cry of pain sends a shiver down my spine as I watch her clutch at the wound.
Slowly the Amazon tries to stand only to be knocked back to her knees by a fist to the face. Driven by rage the warrior once more grabs the Amazon by the top of the head. Holding the woman's head in place with one hand, Xena pounds her fist into the Amazon's face till it is a bloody mess.
Releasing the now unconscious Amazon, Xena barely notices as the woman falls to the ground. Satisfying her rage has cost Xena dearly as she collapses to the ground.
From across the circle the older warrior charges.
"Xena look out!" I cry, pulling against Solari's grip.
Rolling onto her back the warrior barely misses being impaled as the spear strikes the ground where she'd been a moment before. Grabbing the spear shaft she drives the blunt end of the weapon into its owner's face. Staggered by the blow the older woman backs off. Xena slowly crawls to her feet, swaying unsteadily.
For several moments the warriors play a deadly game of cat and mouse, slowly circling and studying each other. Finally the Amazon attacks. Waiting till the last possible moment Xena shifts allowing the blade of the weapon to pass dangerously close. As the woman comes into range Xena seizes the shaft of the weapon, while her leg thrusts out with a powerful kick. Catching the blunt of the kick squarely in the chest, the force of it sends the older warrior sprawling. Crashing heavily to the ground the woman makes no attempt to rise. Having passed the point of exhaustion Xena staggers several steps before falling face first into the dirt.
I watch helplessly as Xena's whole body shakes with each labored breath it appears she lacks the strength to even crawl. Fear makes my blood run cold as I realize her unceremonious collapse has landed her at the feet of the final attacker. Above Xena stands the girl, she stares down at the fallen warrior uncertain of what to do.
"Attack!" orders a faceless voice.
Trembling the girl slowly raises the sword preparing to drive the weapon into Xena's exposed back.
I steal a quick glance at the sand glass the final gains are quickly slipping away. Pulling free of Solari's grip I charge toward the girl.
Ephiny has noticed the sands as well. "WAIT!" she cries as the last grains fall.
Perhaps it is the fear of making her first kill, or maybe worse the fear of being thought a coward. Whatever it is the girl does not heed Ephiny's command.
With her eyes closed she thrust the sword downward.
"NOOO!!!" Ephiny's scream echoes through the square as I throw myself at the girl.
Out weighted and off guard she is easily knocked to the ground. Climbing off the stunned girl I move to Xena.
Kneeling beside the still warrior I nearly cry out in relief at the realization the blade never reached its mark. Though my joy is short lived by the sight of a small steam of blood trailing from beneath the fallen warrior. "Xena?" My throat begins to tighten when she does not respond. "Xena, can you hear me?" I ask gently touching her arm.
A low groan is the only reply but it's enough to relieve my worries as I fight the urge to scoop her up in a bear hug.
"Joxer...?" she moans trying to rise.
"Take it easy. Let me help you up."
Allowing me to slip her arm around my shoulders I slowly lift her to her feet. Her willingness to lean on me frightens me almost as much as the blood flowing from her wounds. "I'll take you to the healer." I promise, though I haven't any idea where to find one. Behind us erupts a scream of rage twisting to face the sound I'm shocked to see Noleta on her feet armed with a spear. What's more surprising is the sight of her charging headlong at us, too late I realize the spear which a moment before was aimed at Xena's back is now heading for me.
Trying to retreat from the blade I stumble. As I begin to fall the spear strikes my breastplate. The force of the blow knocks me backwards but not before I feel the blade penetrate my armor.
Landing on my back I gasp as the wind is knocked from my lungs. I try to rise but there is an unyielding pressure on my chest. Raising my head I'm surprised to find the pressure on my chest is the Amazon's foot. My heart skips a beat as I realize she is using it to hold me in place so she can finish me off. As I watch her raise the weapon for the deathblow I feel a strange sense of relief. At least now I'll be free from the emptiness. Closing my eyes I wait for the pain to end.
Suddenly the weight is gone from my chest. Opening one eye I realize the Amazon is gone as well, beside me there is movement. Xena is atop the Amazon trying to press the shaft of the spear against the woman's throat. They struggle but Xena is too weak to hold the high ground. With a shift of her weight the Amazon throws the warrior off and quickly slams the hard wood into the side of Xena's head. The warrior crumbles to the ground without a word.
"no..." I try to move but my chest feels like it is on fire. Helplessly I watch as the Amazon slowly climbs to her feet using the spear for support.
Xena begins to stir as the Amazon moves toward her.
Swaying slightly she hovers over the fallen warrior. "When you get to Hades tell your 'friend' a true Amazon sent you."
'No!' screams a voice inside me. Desperately I claw at the ground trying to raise. 'No, I can't lose her too. Not now.'
As the Amazon pulls the spear back to strike Ephiny grabs her wrist staying it.
"Enough." orders the young Queen.
"She must be punished!" growls the Amazon trying to pull away.
Ephiny tightens her grip. "It's over, Noleta. She has served her punishment."
Jerking her arm free the Amazon staggers back several steps. "It's not over till the traitor is dead!"
"It's over when I say its over." warns Ephiny in a deadly tone. Eying the bloody trail flowing down the woman's side and leg, Ephiny's tone softens. "You're hurt. Let me help you."
"Stay away from me." growls the woman, leveling the spear at Ephiny's chest.
From the corner of my eye I can see Xena raising to her hands and knees, slowly she rocks back into a kneeling position.
Noleta turns to the others for support. "What say you my sisters! This woman attacked our village and nearly killed us are we to let her go free? No! The only way she can pay for her crimes is with her blood!"
"Take a good look at her, Noleta." orders Ephiny motioning toward Xena. "She had paid with her blood."
"Hum," grunts the Amazon. "You would allow this woman to go free even through that 'man' interfered with the punishment. They both must die!"
"The sands had run out before Joxer entered the circle. It was over."
"Your compassion for these outsiders makes you weak, Ephiny." sneers the woman, shaking her head in disgust she turns to a group standing near the dais. "Sisters of the council, what say you of this matter? Was the punishment served before the man interfered?"
Several hushed whispers pass between the women, finally one steps forward. "It is the decision of the council that punishment was served before the man interfered. Xena is free to go."
Even from where I lay I can hear Ephiny's sigh of relief.
"No!" screams Noleta. "Sisters, we must destroy this woman, first she helped place an outsider on our throne, than a weakling! Were it not for her the Amazon's would have a strong ruler," sneering at Ephiny. "not this 'centaur lover'."
"Stand down." orders Ephiny through clenched teeth.
"Or what?" challenges the woman. Taking a defensive stance she levels the weapon at Ephiny once more. "What are you going to do, Ephiny?"
"Don't do this Noleta."
"Valaska was right, Gabrielle had no right to rule the Amazons." hisses the woman. "And neither do you." Growling she lunges.
Drawing her sword Ephiny easily blocks the attack pushing the woman away. "Noleta your actions dishonor the tribe, stand down before I'm forced to exile you."
"Go to Tarasus!" once more the woman charges.
Easily blocking a quick series of thrusts, Ephiny drives the spear blade down while striking Noleta under the chin with an elbow. Staggered by the blow Noleta retreats to a safe distance. Taking a defensive stand Ephiny faces the renegade. "Don't make me kill you."
"As if you could." laughs the woman sarcastically. With a fearless battle cry the Amazon attacks again.
Parrying the strike Ephiny counters by drawing the blade across the woman's exposed midsection. A long trail of blood marks the sword's path.
Clutching the wound tightly Noleta stares in amazement at the blood running between her fingers. Looking from the wound to Ephiny then back again, an evil smile slowly crosses her face. "At least I won't die alone." Spinning towards Xena she whips the spear over her head.
"No!!!" screams Ephiny thrusting the sword into the woman's gut with such force the bloody tip explodes from her back. Time seems to stand still as the women remain frozen in this ghoulish position. Finally Noleta's spear slips from lifeless fingers, landing on the ground with a dull thud. Pulling the sword free Ephiny silently watches the dead woman fall.
Raising her head the young Queen studies the crowd definitely. "Are there any others who question my right to lead?"
No one accepts the challenge.
Satisfied Xena is safe I lay back reaching for the burning place on my chest. Something warm and sticky covers my hand, pulling it away I find it thickly covered in dark red blood. 'My blood.' Panic tightens my throat muscles trapping a scream there. 'Oh Gods, I'm dying.' Closing my eyes I try to recall some childhood prayer, which might save me from Tartarus.
"Joxer!" Strong hands are fanatically pulling at my armor. Forcing my eyes open I find Xena's battered face hovering over me. Throwing the armor aside, she rips my shirt open and I flinch as her palm presses hard against the wound.
"It's alright, Joxer. You're going to be alright."
I'm not sure if she's trying to convince me or herself. Though the promise sounds sincere I can see the strain in her smile. Are those tears in her eyes? She can't be crying, not for me. I try to raise my head but the world begins to spin. As I slip into unconsciousness I hear her calling my name. Though she pleads for me to stay awake, I haven't the strength to fight the darkness. Finally her voice fades into the shadows.