Lexa crouched behind a log watching the Azkru camp, Clarke was to her right and Indra to her left. A dozen warriors silently waited behind them, two directly behind Clarke with her protection as their sole purpose in that battle. Clarke looked to her right as she held the detonator in hand, Lexa gave a barely perceptible nod and covered Clarke's hand with her own. Both pressed the button that quickly lit up the forest in an explosion.
Screams permeated through the trees as they watched the blast consume the Azkru camp, warriors fleeing where they could. Lexa held up a hand and then lowered it quickly, a signal to attack those who were fleeing the area.
The Trikru advanced on the fleeing warriors, Lexa moved past the log and cut off one at the ankles with her sword. Clarke emerged from her spot and targeted her gun at several fleeing warriors, firing shot that had them dead on the ground. Turning she saw two warriors advancing on Lexa as she fought another. It seemed as if they realized they were under attack and were starting to fight for their lives and the remainder of their camp.
Aiming her gun she fired on the two and they dropped as Lexa pierced the third with her sword. She turned and met Clarke's eyes, nodding gently in gratitude. War cries made them both turn their attention back to the flaming remainders of the camp, warriors started running for them and Trikru warriors cut them off or engaged them immediately. Lexa cut one off at the ankles with her sword before burying her sword in another.
Clarke felt the hands and the knife before she realized what happened. One of the Ice Warriors held her around her waist with a knife to her throat. "Heda!"
Lexa turned to see Clarke and paused immediately. "Let her go and I shall be merciful."
"I shall take her to my queen and her head returned to you upon the next moon." The warrior smirked and his hand groped slightly. "Not before I enjoy her however."
"The only one allowed to touch me is my wife!" Clarke stepped sharply on his foot and jabbed her elbow hard into his side to the point he winced. The mere seconds allowed her to twist out of his grasp and grabbed her knife, stabbing it into his throat. Blood poured out as she withdrew the knife, his body falling to the ground as if nothing.
"Clarke?" Lexa's voice questioned and she turned with a nod, allowing Lexa to know she was safe.
The reassurance alone allowed the leader to continue her fight, cutting through Ice Warriors as if they were soft leaves under boots. Clarke picked up her gun and fired at several who emerged from the fiery remains of the camp. It seemed there was no end to them until there were none left.
The battle only took an hour but there were only minor injuries of their people, nothing a healer couldn't fix once they arrived back at camp. Clarke took catalog of injuries from where she stood and knew her knowledge of advanced healing wouldn't be needed upon their return. She turned when she felt Lexa's familiar touch on her arm, the leader seemed to visually survey her as if to reassure herself that her wife was safe and unharmed.
"I'm fine."
"Your counterattack was admirable, for one untrained you did what most young seconds are unable to do with several weeks of training." Lexa gave a soft smile before turning to her warriors as they began to move closer to their leaders. "We return to our camp in victory!"
Victory yells were heard and Clarke smiled, looking at Lexa softly. "Let's go home."
Celebration was heard through the camp as Clarke pressed a soft cloth to Lexa's back, drenched in water she ran the cloth across her wife's back as her other hand held Lexa's hair aside. Running the cloth over muscle, she reached Lexa's shoulder and allowed it to journey over her clavicle till water dripped over and between her breasts.
