The three looked at each other, then back at the couple.
Suddenly a whirling ball of yellow shot at Kerr, coming from Teegan. He evaded it, and it hit the wall, showering sand everywhere.
Vata lifted her staff, and a bolt of red smashed from the sky, nearly splitting Teegan apart. She shot back a grey ball, which, when it hit the ground, transformed into a shaggy-haired wolf. Vata whipped out her dagger, and **** its throat before it could do anything.
Meanwhile, Sukrae was fighting Kerr. They stood ten feet from each other, casting spells that should have been deadly, but which they both managed to avoid most of the time. However, Sukrae's arm was cut and bleeding, and Kerr's staff had a burned patch at the bottom. Each was aware that one would not survive this encounter, and each was trying desperately for it not to be them.
The women, ducking and dodging, were getting closer to the men, and nobody seemed to have the edge.
Then Taena drew her dagger, unused in this battle, and flung it.
Time seemed to slow. The dagger clove through the air, its aim straight and true. It was directed at Vata's heart, and she stood, paralyzed.
At the last moment there was a flurry of action, and then the sickening sound of the dagger hitting flesh. Vata still stood, a horrified look on her face, blood flowing on the ground.
But not her blood.
Kerr lay in the dirt, the dagger sunk in his chest, exactly where it had hit him when he had stepped in front of his wife to take the blow.
She fell to her knees beside him, taking his head on her lap; his hand in hers.
Sukrae, Teegan, and Taena, knowing a tender moment when they saw one, retreated to the other side of the cavern.
"I love you," said Kerr, looking up, his eyes already growing dim.
"I know. I love you too."
"Tell the kids I love them, when they come."
"I will," whispered Vata, tears falling on his face.
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