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was still connected to the
bug light device and touch the exposed ends of the wires
together.
    There were sparks everywhere and the
Hunter’s body jerked convulsively. Kana jumped back from the table
reflexively with a little squeal, but Zora never moved as she
grimly held the two wires together. The red light went out and a
green light briefly came on and then disappeared.
    There were no more lights left and Kana
heard Zora release her pent up breath in a long sigh. She cut the
bundles of wires off flush with the back of the device that seemed
to be a part of the Hunter’s skull. She then picked up the device
that had been on the neck and the wires and handed them all to
Eshta, who hadn’t left the room with the others.
    “Eshta, I want you to pulverize all this
stuff and then throw the crushed up bits and pieces into the river.
Kana, he should be out for the remainder of the day from the herbal
mixture that I gave him. Finish cleaning him up and make a solantha
paste and lay it thick over the stitched area before you bandage it
up.”
    Both Eshta and Kana nodded, as Zora stepped
away from the table and headed for the door of the tent. They heard
her say, “I’m getting too old for this sort of thing. I’m going to
lie down for a while, get me if you need me.”
    Eshta and Kana glanced at each other for a
meaningful moment and then they both went about their assigned
tasks.

Chapter Four
Tame Him
    Kana’s eyes opened wearily. What had
awakened her? She sat up slightly from where she had been leaning
against the tent pole. She looked at the stretched out form of the
Hunter and saw nothing different for a moment and then she saw
muscles throughout his frame twitch and clench briefly. The Hunter
was waking up!
    The knowledge or the uncertainty of what
that could mean had her clenching up inside at the prospect. She
elbowed her sister and Eshta woke up with a start, “Go get Zora!
He’s waking up!”
    Eshta left the tent within seconds, as she
caught sight of the awakening Hunter. Kana warily approached the
table with the use of her crutch, as the muscles held captive to
the table twitched and strained more and more and she began to
doubt that the flimsy ropes that bound him to the table would
hold.
    His head was turned to her and she saw his
eyes open. She had to fight against the urge to step backward from
the fierceness of the raw emotion that burned within them. The
Hunter’s face twisted harshly and every muscle contracted and
surged as the table groaned. He screamed. It wasn’t a scream of
pain or fear, but one of utter fury.
    Kana’s crutch fell to the ground, as it
slipped from her slack fingers. She took a step backward from the
Hunter and fell herself. Eshta raced into the tent and almost
tripped over her, but then helped her up. Zora moved past them and
stopped to stare at the powerfully convulsing body of the Hunter,
even as his roars threatened to overcome everyone in fear.
    “Run along girls. You don’t need to be
here.” Zora said softly waving them away.
    After the girls were gone Zora blew out most
of the candles in the room and finding a darkened corner she sat
down tiredly and rested. The rest of the camp did not rest though,
as each of them lay awake listening to the enraged bellows of the
Hunter and wondered what would happen should he break free, but the
table held on as did the Hunters roars of rage for hours. When they
stopped everyone gave a sigh of relief and drifted off to sleep
except for Zora.
    Zora watched the still sweat soaked body on
the table expectantly. The powerful back jerked once and then again
and again, as deep sobs racked through the man on the table, which
caused her to relax inwardly because it proved that the Hunter
wasn’t beyond feeling the emotions inherent to sane humanity. The
strong bitter sound of the sobs emanating from the Hunter were
awful to hear.
    Getting up slowly Zora approached the table
and laid a weathered hand on the Hunter’s back. Disregarding