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    Conqueror and Amazon: Towards A New Life

    There
    was a sad expression in Xena’s eyes, and before she spoke,
    she took the boy’s chin in her right hand. "Look at me,
    Lyceus. When you have to fight, fear is as good a weapon as a
    sword. It keeps you on your toes and you don’t get reckless.
    Without fear, we tend to overestimate ourselves, and then we will
    be killed.

    “c72″> 

    “c72″>“It would be really, really stupid not to be
    afraid, and I know you ain’t a stupid guy. And know this, a
    coward never would have had the courage to bring this message. It
    takes an awful lot of courage to do things you’re afraid of.
    Your dad is a very brave man also, and I know now he’s very
    proud of you. Understand?"

    “c72″> 

    A
    tentative smile crept in the boy’s face while he
    nodded.

    “c72″> 

    “c72″> 

    “c72″>-x-x-x-x-

    “c72″> 

    “c72″> 

    Xena
    loosened the strap holding her cloak and let it fall to the ground
    shortly before reaching Darphus who now was standing in front of
    the hostages. He was half a foot shorter than the former Conqueror,
    heavily built and more than twice her weight with fat softening the
    silhouette of his body. He carried a sword on his right and two
    daggers on his left hip. Behind him was Najara, holding
    Lyceus’ father at sword’s point.

    “c72″> 

    “c72″>"Tell me, Toris, how many times Mother told you
    not to go and play with strangers?"

    “c72″> 

    “c72″>"Couldn’t help it, Conqueror. Irresistible
    candies." The tall man answered who except for his dark brown
    eyes looked exactly like a male version of Xena.

    “c72″> 

    “c72″>"I really hate to disturb this lovely family
    reunion." A high-pitched, vaguely male voice
    said.

    “c72″> 

    “c72″>"So you’re still singing in the boy’s
    choir. Good to hear. It always pays to do a thorough job, Darphus.
    Now, let’s do some business. I’m here, no armour, no
    weapons. Set them free, now!"

    “c72″> 

    The
    last words were said with a threatening growl. Darphus’ left
    hand backhanded her but she didn’t even try to stop him and
    she didn’t flinch when it made contact.

    “c72″> 

    “c72″>"The voice of a child and the punch of its
    great-grandmother, some things never change." Now a brass
    covered gauntlet hit her stomach but all she did was smile.
    "Set them free, you spineless bastard."

    “c72″> 

    “c72″>"You always had a soft spot for the weak and
    useless. It never did you any good. This time you will pay with
    your life. This time I won’t have any pity. This time you
    will not get away."

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