Arthur kicked aside Alle’s remaining weapon and turned to Octha. “I will let him live if you will retreat this instant, never to harass my people again.”
Octha’s face split into a menacing grin. “You know I will do no such thing.”
In stony silence, Arthur removed his spears from Alle’s limp arms and rolled him into the pit. Alle’s screams echoed up and over the field as his body was impaled on the stakes. While Octha stood motionless, Arthur limped over to his horse, and Kay gave him a boost into the saddle.
“It is done. And you have lost. Return to your home,” Arthur panted.
“By right of blood vengeance, we shall vindicate my brother and slay you all!” Octha called after us as Elga’s guard gave chase.
“Burn the bridge!” Arthur yelled to the guards as we crossed.
A shower of oil foll
