The pain
"Do you even care about me?"
...
Clarke and Lexa stared at each other intensely until Clarke rolled her eyes and stormed out of the room. Lexa hesitated. Of course she cared, how couldn't Clarke know it? But Indra was right, she shouldn't. She couldn't. Still, she followed Clarke outside. Lexa looked around searching for the blonde, until she saw her with Indra, both of them wearing their armors and Clarke starting to pick which weapons to carry. Then she heard the wardrums.
Lexa tensed immediatly. She put on her armor as well and ran to Indra's side
"It was about time. And you call yourself my second..."
Lexa clenched her jaw, her embarrasment preventing her from speaking
"Let's move" Indra commanded "Azgeda is almost at our doors"
The three of them joined the rest of the grounders as Indra yelled orders to them. Archers took their positions as the rest kept walking towards the Ice Nation's troops. Lexa glanced at Clarke, who had apparently taken a great interest in her knife's engravings. As they approached the enemy, the sound of wardrums stopped and was replaced by their warriors' screaming.
Even though there were less warriors amongst the Azgeda army, the Trikru knew they were savage in battle. As much as these people had been sent to scare them, there were going to be casualties on both sides.
Suddenly, the noise stopped. Then, arrows started flying over their heads. Lifeless bodies started to fall to the ground on both sides as the warriors ran towards their enemies.
Swords cut through human flesh and tissue and guts spilled to the ground as life wa teared out of those who were who got in their way. Flaming arrows lit fires on the battlefield and burned many alive. And in the middle of that whirlwind of blood, steel and chaos, Clarke fought, brave as ever. She slayed everyone who got in her way, as did Lexa, periodically saving each other from deadly attacks.
The fight went on for hours, bodies piling up on the floor, until the last remains of Azgeda retreated. Indra found Lexa
"You fought well. You would've been better if you'd realised what was happening earlier"
"I know." Lexa dried the sweat off her forehead "It won't happen again"
"It better not"
Lexa nodded firmly and started cleaning her sword. Then she heard her name
"Lexa" Clarke's voice was barely audible
The brunette turned around to look at her
"Clarke, what's..."
Clarke was deadly pale, hands clutching her lower belly. Fear and pain in her eyes. An arrow had hit her from the back and its shaft and point were between the blonde's fingers, blood flowing from her wound. Lexa barely catched her before she hit the floor. She started yelling for help as the village's healer ran towards them.
"Clarke, don't, please..."
Then Clarke closed her eyes