Then her life flickered out, and her spirit passed.
Aziel rose from beside the corpse and looked upward.

There upon the edge of the rock above him, leaning forward, his eyes blind with horror, stood Ithobal the king.

Aziel saw him, and a fury entered into his heart because this man, whose jealous rage and evil doing had bred such woe and caused the death of his beloved still lived upon the earth.

By the prince was Metem, who, for once, had no words, and from his hand he snatched a bow, set an arrow on the string and loosed.
The shaft rushed upwards, it smote Ithobal between the joints of his harness so that the point of it sunk through this neck.
"This gift, king Ithobal, from Aziel the Israelite," he cried, as the arrow sped.
For a moment the great man stood still, then he opened his arms wide and of a sudden plunged downward, falling with a crash on the roadway, where he lay dead at the side of dead Elissa.
***** "The play is played, and the fate fulfilled," cried Metem.

"See, the servants of the king speed yonder with their evil tidings; let us away lest we bide here with these two for ever." "That is my desire," said Aziel.
"A desire which may not be fulfilled," answered Metem.