Blood splattered at her feet. When she thrust the spear to impale him, he deftly side-stepped at the last second. xnx The village chieftain had been put to the sword and his body still lay in the square. A woman staggered drunkenly with an arrow in her throat, vomiting blood all over her hide top. I’d seen her fall in street during our initial volley; she must have dragged herself out of the way during the fighting. The village chieftain had been put to the sword and his body still lay in the square. “Damnit, Rolf, you dumb son of a bitch!” I shouted. She lay in the dirt, moaning softly, one hand on the wound. For now, the wounded that couldn’t move lay where they’d fallen. Her eyes blinked once, twice, then her head lolled to the side and she lay still.
