“Queen, she is no queen and holds no title nor position amongst these women!”

“Women, I see no women only treacherous snakes who will fall at the hands of the queens sword, “the wounded executioners response caused Bette to laugh out loud.

“Gaia, you hear words spoken we are treacherous snakes, “she says still laughing.

“The assumption flows from the tongue of an animal without honor.”

“Your fellow sisters lay still on the ground besides you absent movement all from the hands of treacherous snakes and—-, “she looks to Gaia to complete her sentence.

“Commoners.”

“Ah, that’s it commoners as you are a fool with sword you are a fool of the mind as well we are far from commoners, “she says opening her cloak revealing the House of Lesbiannicus crest and colors. Seeing the colors infuriated the wounded executioner.

“Like your queen you and your army will fall!”

“One day perhaps but not today, “she says standing to her feet while rising her sword in the air, “Today we balance the scale striking a blow to the very heart of the enemy your life for the hundreds taken at your very hands!” The executioner looked up in horror as she saw the tip of Bettes blade forcibly coming down piercing through her heart. Removing her sword Bette meets the eyes of all upon her. For the younger soldiers what they just witnessed was in no comparison to the stories told of the great Bette Porter. She had gained their respect through reputation now the respect warranted had been earned.

“See them all buried beneath the ground as I can assure more will follow. Strip them of anything worth of use jewelry, coin, and weapons leave the colors they bore as it shall be buried under the ground with the feasting disease that honored it.” Doing as commanded the others take to digging holes while doing so both Bette and Gaia take to higher ground to check on the wounded soldier and the others. When they arrived the wounded soldier laid on her back with the two younger soldiers each at her side. A piece of tree bark placed in her mouth was used to bite down on to help deter from the pain as the arrows now removed were taken from her thighs. Kelly, covered in her blood completes the last few stitches before placing the needle and thread down on the ground besides her. Grabbing a clean cloth she rips it in half and uses it as a tourniquet securing it firmly around her wounds. The tightness around her thigh caused the soldier to cry out in pain a few seconds later the pain resided. Kelly gently rubs her stomach in an attempt to sooth her once she felt her body relax she removed the bark from her mouth.