Will's lungs screamed for air as he ran as fast as he could to get back to the camp. It didn't help that the little girl got really heavy after a while.

After what seemed like hours, but was actually only minutes, Will saw the fence. He doubled his efforts, trying to get to the fence quickly. When he finally got there, however, he was faced with a dilemma.

"How the hell am I supposed to get over that?" He asked himself as he looked up the huge fence. He stood there considering for a few minutes before he decided that he should just sling the little girl over his shoulder and climb back over.

It was easier said than done, though. Will nearly fell off quite a few times, and it was slow going. When he reached the top, Will leaped off. He hit the ground hard, but immediately resumed running.

Finally, he reached the camp. As Halt had said, Malcolm was sitting near a tent, mixing something.

"Malcolm!" Will yelled. "I need an antidote!"

Malcolm looked shocked to see Will, but he quickly got over it. "What kind of poison is it?"

Will searched his mind for the name of the poison, but came up blank. "Something Hibernian…um….what was it?"

"Damen poison." Malcolm said.

"That's it!" Will said.

Malcolm walked into the tent and came out holding a small black bottle.

Will set Julia on the ground. "Do you have an antidote?"

Malcolm stared at Will. "I wonder if it's hereditary." He said as he bent down to Julia.

"What?" Will asked, wondering what Malcolm was talking about.

"The idiocy. I remember your father having it, too."

"Are you calling my father an idiot?" Will asked.

"No. I'm calling you an idiot. I was simply comparing your father to you." Malcolm said as he administered the antidote.

"Um..Okay." Will said. "So…will she be okay?"

Malcolm hesitated. "Maybe. It's a close thing. She might be okay. Then again, you might have gotten here just a few minutes too late."

Will contemplated the minutes he had spent trying to figure out a way over the fence and instantly felt guilty. "So what do we do now?"

"I'm staying here with her. You're going back into the arena." Malcolm answered. "By the way," he added as Will turned to leave. "You're lucky that I still had the fence turned off. You'd be dead by now if it had been turned on."

Alyss stood holding her breath next to Tucker, waiting for Will to return. "Do you think she'll be okay?" Alyss asked.

"I don't know. She'd be fine if it wasn't for Jake and Alkaney."

"Alkaney? What does she have to do with anything?"

"Her and Jake are in an alliance. You didn't see them?"

Alkaney would never be in an alliance with Jake." Alyss said, a little doubtfully. She remembered the night when Jake had gone into Alkaney's room.

"You didn't see them, Alyss. Alkaney tried to kill us. She might have killed Julia."

"Wouldn't Jake want to keep Julia around, though. They are both Skandians."

"He probably would've, but she got in the way."

"What do you mean?" Alyss asked.

"He told Alkaney to get you. She was aiming straight for your heart, Alyys. You'd be dead by now if it wasn't for Julia."

"How do you know—" Alyss started to ask, but she was cut off by a loud cannon blast. She gasped. "You don't think that was for…"

"I don't know." Tucker responded.