She had lost a lot of blood from her shoulder wound and looked visibly weakened. He drew back his arm and I screamed vainly reaching out toward him, "NO!"
He threw the javelin point as one would a knife. I watched it thud sickenly into Zarsha's stomach. The little girl screamed out in pain. I half stumbled, half crawled my way over to her. Pulling myself up in front of her I lifted my blood stained fingers to her face.
"I'm so sorry! I failed you! I promised to protect you! I'm so sorry!"
The little girl, who had worked her way so easily into my heart and spoke so rarely spoke now with an elegance far beyond her years.
"You did your best father. Thank you for rescuing me from the forest and showing me love! I love you!"
I heard her last slurred words and watched as her head fell forward in death. My world had crumbled and I was left alone once again. Roaring I surged to my feet and turned to face the monster, who had murdered my wonderful little girl. I came face to face with his triumphantly smiling face and I felt his sword slice through my middle and out my back. In frustrated fury I shoved him back from me. He fell sprawling at my feet and I yanked the sword out from my stomach with a heave even as my life's blood drained out with it. He scrambled backwards out of reach and I took his sword and lifting my knee I broke it over it and then I threw the pieces of it at him.
I pointed at him and then at the silent audience that was as quiet as the grave all around us and said, "I curse you this day! For your actions reveal you worthy to receive full judgment by the living God instead of His mercy! It would have been better that you had never been born for the guilt you bear in letting this precious little girl die at the hands of a monster! The innocent life that you have taken here this day," I pointed at Zarsha, "is upon your heads and I pray that my God brings His wrath down upon you like never before for you have no love in your hearts, your actions are utterly wicked, and you even yet have no shame for your actions but instead your thirst for evil grows with every passing moment! I pity you for my God's wrath will be swift and sure, and He will judge you for the blood you have spilled this day beyond any measure that you could ever count out!"