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    Conqueror and Amazon: Towards A New Life

    “c1″> 

    “c1″>"Eponin, please don’t interfere. I
    don’t need a weapon for this kind of fight; none of us will
    get hurt. Silea has every right to issue this challenge; it’s
    a question of honour to her. Don’t
    worry."

    “c1″> 

    “c1″>"Are you sure?"

    “c1″> 

    “c1″>"Yes, weapons’ master, I am sure. We can go
    fishing in no more than half a candlemark."

    “c1″> 

    “c1″>"So be it. I will officially witness the
    challenge."

    “c1″> 

    The
    three of them went to the training grounds. At the beginning of the
    long range area of the archery ground Silea stood and began to
    prepare her bow while Xena continued on to the target area. She
    turned around and faced the young Amazon. Her posture seemed
    relaxed and she wore a bored and somewhat sleepy expression on her
    face.

    “c1″> 

    The
    young warrior took an arrow out of her quiver, drew back as far as
    possible, closed her eyes for half of a heartbeat and let her arrow
    fly. Eponin unintentionally held her breath but Xena still seemed
    largely unconcerned. To the weapons’ master it was as if time
    stood still. One moment Xena stood motionless, the next she held
    the arrow in her almost fully outstretched hand. Eponin stared
    unbelievingly but this only was the beginning.

    “c1″> 

    The
    rapidly following two arrows were as easily discarded as the first
    one. When the quiver was empty, Silea advanced to the markings for
    short range shooting and Xena handed her the arrows. The game
    started anew. The arrows now were much nearer to her face and chest
    when Xena caught them but none of them got through. Silea was down
    to the second to last arrow. This time her aim seemed to be
    completely off, but suddenly the arrow began to righten itself and
    also seemed to gather speed thus coming in from a very unusual
    angle. At the same time, Xena saw the last arrow coming straight at
    her. She managed to catch the first but then had to jump out of the
    way and the steel tip of Silea’s last arrow embedded itself
    in the bull’s eye of the hay target. Obviously, this was the
    end of the challenge.

    “c1″> 

    “c1″>"You did good, Silea. You’ve learned a lot
    since the last time. If I still had an army to lead, I would be
    proud to count you among my top archers. You won the challenge fair
    and square." Xena offered her arm for a warrior’s
    handshake but the young woman wordlessly turned and left the
    training grounds.

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