Ancient Egypt: On the Nile

Yuma stood in the open with her body on the ground with a bow in respect for the pharaoh.

Zafira bowed but was sure not to let the pharoh's eyes meet hers not for him to see her face.

"Why do you bow? Do I bleed any different than you? Yellow maybe?" [nervous laughter]

"Comeon, show me what you got, you two."

Zafira gulped. She wondered is he wanted her or Yuma to go first.

"Ah, comeon. I'm unarmed and you both have weapons. Are you going to hesitate like this on the battlefield tomorrow?"

Zafira gulped. She glanced at Yuma before attacking. She knew absolutely jack sh!t about fighting and how the he!! she thought she was going to pass as a soldier escaped her at the moment.

Naqadar sidesteped Zafira, reached out to catch her hands and extended his leg. He threw her to the ground and took her sword all in one motion. He turned with the sword, blocked Yuma's swing with her sword and locked them. He placed his left hand on her grip and kicked her in the gut then threw her on top of Zafira. He then held the sword to both of their throats.

"Ah, come on."

He then flipped the swords around so that the grips were facing the two women.

"You fight like girls."

Zafira glared. She bit her lip from saying that they were. With surprising strengyh, she shoved Yuma off. She dusted herself off in her normally haughty way.

Dumi looked up. He saw a newcomer dusting themselves off. He noticed his robes and cursed. "She wouldn't" he whispered. Sure enough. He noticed Zafira's haughty expression and stubborn glare. He bit his lip and went to help Yuma up.

Yuma sputtered out dirt and saw Dumi coming so she rolled and galloped to another part of the barraks. Zafira followed at a fast pace because they didn't know what Dumi would do if he saw them.

Dumi grabbed Zafira y the arm. He bowed to the pharoh. "Excuse me, your highness." he said before pulling her off to the side. "What the He!! are you doing here." he hissed in a whisper.

Zafira glared. She jerked her arm away from his grip. "Did know you believed in that." she retorted.

Yuma shrunk away as she tried to hide her identity from the pharoah.

Dumi sighed. "Let me guess. Yuma's here?"

Zafira nodded. Dumi snorted. "Under what two names did you register?"

Zafira sighed. "YU and Zaf."

"Hi Dumi?" she gasped as he pulled the hood away from her face.

Dumi slapped his forehead. "Why?"

Zafira bit her lip. "I can't loose you."

"And I can loose you?"

"Dumi she saw worried can't you see that?" asked Yuma being impatient.

Dumi sighed. "I'm worried to. The whole reason why I'm fighting is so you two could be safe but now you'll be in the middle of the action."

"The pharoah won't stop us will he?" asked Yuma now upset that their plan was for nothing.

Dumi scoffed. "He couldn't tell you two were you so I'm not telling him. I'm interested into seeing how long you two can keep up the charade."

"It'll be a show for you then," said Yuma with a forced laugh.