Savina scooped up two children, the last of the Chosens. She galloped to the ditch and carefully placed them there. One of them, a little girl, looked up at Sav with wide, fearful eyes.
“Are we going to d-die?” she asked, her voice trembling. Sav sadly smiled and tilted her head.
“No, little one. Brontus – the satyr behind you – will take care of you. Your friends-“ Sav paused to smack an arrow out of the air next to her “-they have gone through the tunnel already. You must follow them.”
“O-okay.” The girl murmured. Brontus showed her into the tunnel.
“Just follow them. That’s right!” Brontus turned and looked at Sav. “We’re outnumbered. You can’t defeat them all, Sav.”
“I know.” Sav spun to smash a Korkan’s skull. “Unless I…” she trailed off, thinking.
“No.” Brontus looked like he was going to cry. “No. You won’t be the hero. Not one of the Legends.You can’t – die.” He choked back a sob. Sav felt her heart twist.
“I-I’m sorry, Bront.” She turned and faced the horde. They were regrouping, pulling back for a minute. “I have to.”
“No you don’t! There has to be another way.” Brontus grabbed her tail and clung tight. “I can’t lose you too, Savina.”
Sav looked at the satyr, trying not to sob, turn and jump into the ditch with Brontus, and flee with him. “They must fulfill the prophecy. They have to live. And they need you, Brontus.” She felt the sprit in her rejoicing. It was going to be released.
“Please, Bront. Go.”
That plead was enough. Brontus let go of her tail. He walked with obvious difficulty to the tunnel. He looked back at her for a second. “See you in Karizivian, Savina Centaurus.” He bent down and crawled through the tunnel.
It was time.
Sav called on the spirit. Kekaigin! I summon you! You know the rules. You give me strength, you get my life.
Oh yes, Savina. I know. Shall we?
Sav screamed as the spirit ripped through her, giving her unimaginable power. The world fuzzed, and the enemy looked small and puny.
This was going to be easy.
She yelled and charged the foe, raising her battle axe high. She let it come down, killing two Korkans. She lifted it again and swiped to the left, beheading a few more. She continued like that, getting injuries but not feeling them, killing four Korkans at a time.
She sliced a Korkan and raised her axe for more, but realized that she had won. She had defeated them. The Chosen were safe.
“Sav!!” a voice screamed. It was Brontus. “Sav!!”
“W-what?” she muttered. “Go to the…the kids…Brontus…”
She fell over and flopped on the ground. Kekaigin seeped through her, taking all of her.
It was over.