Methos paused here as if not wanted to go on, knowing all the while that I needed him too, even though I knew what was coming. I could see what this Sekhmet would have to do to end this...
"When we found him," Methos continued,"he hung from a tree."
"They lynched him?" I gasped, only slightly incredulous.
"No," Methos answered, with a level look that conveyed to me how things were in that time and place...that there were some cruelties I couldn't understand. "He was hung from a spike driven into the tree."
He did not say "driven through Kronos' body," and he did not need to. I could imagine this being dodn, and the pain Kronos would have felt knowing he would endure this thing that no mortal could have without perishing.
"I brought him down," Methos continued, "but he never quite returned to normal..or whatever passed for normal with him. He raved that this was what she *would* do...he should have known. It was her kind of betrayal."
"He knew her before?" I breathed, swept up with anticipation.
"He swore he knew her some centuries before."
"But," I was confused,"why couldn't he have? What is a few hundred years?"
"You don't understand," he then explained, as if I were perfectly stupid.
"She was mortal."
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