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For a moment, the blade merely lay where it had fallen.
Then Lancelet looked up at the royal pavilion.
Our eyes met.
Pick it up, I silently begged her. Pick. It. Up.
And then to Excalibur, I began to silently plead.She is worthy.She is worthy of you. More than I ever was. Please, help her. Aid her now. She is worthy, she is worthy.
Over and over again, more and more forcefully I soundlessly begged.
Excalibur, if it is truly I who you are bound to, then yield to me now and listen to my command. Let Lancelet wield you, this I command you. Let her strike, and let her fight. She is worthy of you, Excalibur, she is worthy.
Lancelet picked up the sword. From where I sat, I could see her complexion was ashen. Her lips were pursed tightly together as if trying to hold back her pain.
Still, her arms did not tremble. Her grip was sure. Her hold was steady as she lifted the sword upwards and assumed the position Sir Ector and Dame Halyna had drilled into us countless times.
Feet shoulder width apart, left foot forward, right foot back, knees bent, hips level, bracing hard.
The glatisant had finished crunching on the last prisoner.
It turned towards Lancelet and began to charge.
Shouts of excitement went up from the crowd as Excalibur began to shimmer in Lancelet’s hands.
The people in the front rows of the arena got to their feet and quickly moved back, as if anticipating a repeat of the sword's previous devastation.
But the sword did not light up like the sun as it had the last time.
Instead, it began to envelop Lancelet in a radiant glow, weaving around her a golden cocoon of light.
I leaned forward even further, my chest pressed hard against the rail, hope blooming in my heart.
Well done, Excalibur, I silently sent out. Fight for her. Fight for this worthy knight. Fight for her and you fight for me. Please, I beseech you.
The glatisant was almost on top of Lancelet now. With a brutal battle cry that sent shivers down my spine, she lunged forward, striking out.
Her strike missed.
For a terrible moment, I thought it was over and I had lost my chance to even save her myself.
Then she ducked, rolled, and threw herself out of the beast's path just in the nick of time.
Picking herself up from the sand, she resumed her position just as the glatisant turned back towards her, tossing its foul head in rage.
My breath was caught in my throat. I kept up my torrent of silent pleas.
The golden aura around Lancelet grew a little brighter.
She launched herself forward as the glatisant bore down.
This time, her strike found its target.
Excalibur's gleaming edge sliced through the glatisant's hide, blood rushing down to the sand.
The arena erupted in screams and shouts. I saw many in the stands rising to their feet and clapping.
From the corner of my eye, something gold and brown caught my attention.
