The Medicine woman crouched down next to the limp form of Zachary and whispered in his ear. "The champion must tend to his new wife, oh holy man, I apologize that he cannot continue this contest."<br/>With a gentle shove she rolled him onto his back, and began massaging his dislocated shoulder. Stepping over his body she sat down on his abdomen, Her sex inches from his penis.<br/><br/>Meanwhile,<br/><br/>The Champion stood stiffly as amber jumped into his arms. This new wife was certainly energetic. Pulling her off of him, he lifted her into the air under one arm and bent over to dip his finger in the dead man's blood before carefully applying it in a stripe on amber's chest. Amber had seen similar marks on the other women, and now the meaning became clear. The men of the hills would fight to the death to protect there wives, and the women repaid them in there own way. Wearing the stripes as a badge of pride, counting each life taken in there defense.