I had only one choice as the arrow streaked towards Kate.
In perhaps the first purely selfless act I made since I answered the call to fight the Hawks, I intercepted the missile. No leap like in the stories, just a step and a jerk as the bolt struck me, and a thud as I collapsed.
She turned and fired, momentarily oblivious, then froze, realizing what had happened.
Dismissing her apologies and entreaties with a smile, I claimed the reward for my sacrifice and looked once more on her, the single bright spot in the falling darkness.