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    A Year in Tartarus

    Chapter Eight

    Pursuit and Escape

    Not knowing they themselves were being chased, the two soldiers thought they would have an easy time of it when they caught up to the fleeing women and children.

    Gabrielle swung her spear in a half circle, hitting the lagging warrior along side his head, knocking him to the ground. Before he could regain his feet, she stabbed him in the upper belly, just below the sternum.  And not waiting for him to die, she ran on after the leading soldier, leaving the spear in the fallen man.

    Just before she caught up to him, he had decapitated an old woman who had fallen behind. Gabrielle swiftly removed her right sai from the leather loops around her ankle and threw it at him, hitting him just to the left of his lower back. As he stumbled, she pounced on him, and stabbed him in the heart through his back with her other sai. Then taking time only to get both sais, Gabrielle followed the group until they made it to the cave.  Before she let any of them enter, Gabrielle went in first, making sure no wolves or other wild animals were using it for their home.  It was empty.

    Gabrielle herded them to the very back of the cave, made sure they were settled, then positioned herself at the mouth, ready to defend it if necessary. Sometimes she could hear, or thought she could hear, voices, possibly from solders looking for them. But no one came. As the day moved toward evening, an occasional gust of wind would bring the smell of smoke to them. Gabrielle worried that a forest fire was nearby, but there was none.

    The next morning, everyone was ready to return to their village. They were all thirsty, and hungry, and worried about the fate of their husbands, brothers, and fathers. But Gabrielle insisted they remain a little longer, at least until midday. Just as they left the cave, preparing to return, the storm broke, pelting them with hard, cold rain. Gabrielle hustled them all back into the cave after they had drunk their fill using cupped hands as drinking cups.

    All afternoon the storm raged with frequent lightning strikes and earsplitting thunder. And without warning, a deluge of ground water flooded the forest in front of the cave. The water rose to the level of the mouth of the cave. The cave sloped downward from the entrance, causing the rear of it to fill with water knee deep. Sometime in the night, the rain stopped and the water subsided.

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