Callisto eyed the manacles encircling her wrists, wondering when exactly the plan had gone off the rails. It had been working, Xena's shiny new reputation in tatters, needing just one tiny push before it was too far gone even for the chatty blonde's efforts. It had only been after she revealed herself that things had started to go wrong ( Read more... )

Callisto turned the invitation over in her fingers, before finally tossing it on a brazier. Tempting as the potential for tormenting that version of the tiny blonde bard was, she had far more important matters on her mind ( Read more... )

Another day, another bloodbath, another small nameless village wiped from existence ( Read more... )