SkyDancer hurled stars at the closest magicians and then another fireball slammed into her. Her body screamed in pain as her flesh burned painfully. Her last thoughts were to aid the escape of her fellow Sakovans. Acting as if she were holding an air tunnel, SkyDancer spoke loudly.
“Diversion complete,” she croaked. “Attack from the north.”
SkyDancer’s world grew dark as two more fireballs slammed into her already failing body.
* * *
StarWind and HawkShadow had just reached the end of the fence and had turned towards the center of the compound. They heard the shouts and spun around. HawkShadow’s jaw dropped as he saw the choka thrown into the air. He recognized SkyDancer as she fell to the ground. The assassin dropped StarWind’s hand and raced towards the conflict, his hands scrambling for Sakovan stars. StarWind was right behind him, also reaching for her weapons.
The two Sakovans were half way to SkyDancer when the first fireball slammed into her. Other fireballs soared into her as they ran and before they could get close enough to come to her assistance, SkyDancer’s body was in flames. They heard her dying words and saw the baldheaded mage take charge of the situation once again. They slowed to a walk.
“You,” the head mage bellowed as he pointed at another mage, “run and inform the premer of a possible northern attack.”
The baldheaded man stood and surveyed those around him. Several mages had been attacked by the warbird and were screaming loudly as they writhed in pain. Two more had been hit by Sakovan stars. One of them needed no medical assistance as he was dead, but the other was losing blood rapidly.
“I need some mages versed in the healing arts,” shouted the head mage, “and I need them quickly. I also want several dozen mages near the northern perimeter. You organize the party,” he added as he pointed at another mage.
The mages scurried to follow orders while the head mage watched everyone. HawkShadow glanced at the gaping hole in the fence and nudged StarWind. The spymaster nodded as her eyes scanned the area to see who might notice them escaping, but HawkShadow grabbed her hand and squeezed. He then let go of her hand and marched up to the head mage.
“Why didn’t the sentries outside warn us of this attack,” scowled HawkShadow. “They are either traitors or dead. I am going to find out which.”
The baldheaded man turned and stared with narrow eyes at HawkShadow. Slowly he nodded his approval.
“Do not stray from the immediate area of the fence,” commanded the head mage. “There may be more of them out there. And take someone with you.”
HawkShadow nodded and turned to StarWind. “You,” he said with authority as he pulled his hood up to cover his head, “come with me.”
StarWind nodded dutifully and followed HawkShadow through the gap in the fence as she covered her own head. They turned towards the gate where the sentries were supposed to be. As soon as they saw the bodies of the sentries, they turned and ran up the hill towards the safety of the dark Sakova. Within moments they were on top of the rise looking down at the encampment. HawkShadow immediately fell to his knees and bowed his head in prayer.
“She was a brave woman,” StarWind said softly when HawkShadow was done praying. “I know that you will miss her greatly. My heart cries for you. I know the feeling of losing a loved one.”
“Yes,” HawkShadow nodded sadly, “but you were not the cause of LoneBadger’s death.”
“And you were not the cause of SkyDancer’s death,” retorted StarWind with confusion. “Do not blame yourself this way.”
“I am the cause of her death,” asserted HawkShadow. “I killed her.”
“Nonsense,” balked StarWind. “She was a trained infiltrator. She saw a chance to rescue us and took it. She could not have known what effect the fence would have on her choka. We should be glad that she happened to be in the vicinity. Her love for you may have driven her harder than normal, but that is not the same as saying that you killed her.”
“You do not understand,” explained HawkShadow. “I took away her reason for living. She came here tonight to rescue me, knowing that she would die.”
“You are right,” StarWind said with a puzzled look, “I do not understand. What do you mean that you took away her reason for living? You both loved each other. I can easily understand her sacrifice under those circumstances, but your words confuse me.”
“I did not love SkyDancer,” declared HawkShadow. “She loved me. Last night she found out that truth. I should never have let her discover that. For a long time I have kept that truth well hidden. I knew that she could not handle my real feelings.”
“You love another?” frowned StarWind.
“I love you,” HawkShadow smiled thinly. “I have always loved you, but I have kept it hidden. I know what LoneBadger’s death did to you. I could not make you go through that again. As long as I roamed the Sakovan frontier, my life was forfeit on little notice.”
“And when SkyDancer expressed her love for you,” StarWind said with teary eyes, “you had one more reason to keep it hidden? Why did you reveal it?”
“I had to,” admitted HawkShadow. “She could not understand why I had to free you from the Motangans. She thought I was going to throw my life away in the attempt to help you escape. Don’t you see? She did exactly what she thought I was trying to do. I killed her.”
“You did not kill her,” Goral stated as he led Bertha and another choka into the clearing. “She might have acted that way early last night, but we talked about it the whole night. In the end, SkyDancer wished you and StarWind great happiness together. If she had not come around to rational thinking, I would not have let her out of my sight.”
“Perhaps she fooled you,” scowled HawkShadow.
“Hardly,” smiled Goral. “She sent an air tunnel to me when she spotted StarWind in the mage camp. She was going to wait for me before taking action. I can only assume that something made her act before I got here.”
“She probably heard the orders for the mages to stand in front of their tents,” interjected StarWind. “That would have driven me to action. Besides, HawkShadow, SkyDancer had no idea that the cloth fence was magically enhanced. I am sure that she merely expected to tear a gaping hole in the fence and then retreat. The choka was fast enough to whisk her away to safety if surprise was on her side, and it was. It took a while for the mages to react and they were already alert. I think her plan was clearly justified. It was not a suicide rush.”
“Is that what got her?” asked Goral. “What does the fence do?”
“It produces a searing jolt if you touch it,” answered HawkShadow. “One little touch threw me to the ground. It threw SkyDancer and the choka into the air. She never had a chance.”
“I think the truth is there for you to see, HawkShadow,” stated Goral. “Please do not remember SkyDancer as an irrational woman on a suicide mission. While she loved you dearly, she did eventually accept your love of another with the grace of a true Sakovan. Remember her as a fine warrior who gave her life for her brothers and sisters.”
Goral handed the reins of one of the chokas to StarWind and then mounted Bertha. Without a further word, he turned and rode out of the clearing.
“His words are wise,” smiled StarWind. “It is how I wish to remember SkyDancer. She was indeed a Sakovan hero.”
“I will remember her as a hero as well,” frowned HawkShadow, “but I seem to have messed everything up.”
“How?” asked StarWind.
“First I burdened SkyDancer with my feelings,” answered HawkShadow, “and now I have done the same to you. I hope we can still be friends after this.”
StarWind grinned and wrapped her arms around HawkShadow. She kissed him affectionately and nibbled on his ear.
“I have loved you for some time, HawkShadow,” cooed the spymaster. “I was afraid to get involved with you because of SkyDancer. I also did not understand your true feelings for me. Now I do. Let’s forget about the worry of causing each other grief. Neither one of us may live through this war, but I am not willing to put my life on hold because of it.”