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Assistant executioner
I will postcontinuation following my precedent story.B eindulgentfor my English
I post it here too.
The hour passed . It brought no relief to the woman. Chief executioner approached he examined the body length . The whip had done terrible damage. The salt corroded the wound , but disinfect and especially cauterized wounds no longer bleeding. The woman sobbed , her body trembling. The executioner left and returned ten minutes later with a gourd . He made the woman drink . As it would be hydrated for the rest of his punishment . He mixes with the water tonics for her to serve the remainder of his punishment .
He made a sign : two aides brought a long wooden beam. It was of square cross-section , with a hole in the middle . It was the " patibulum ", the amount of the horizontal cross she must bear to his place of execution. It weighed at least 40 pounds, can be 50.
One of the executioner's assistants untied the woman. She collapsed . Two guards forced her to kneel . Then he came to him and laid the beam on his shoulders. She cried while wood weighed heavily on his wounds . Blood ran down his back. They spread his arms on each side and tied together.
The guards grabbed for it back on its feet . She succeeded hardly trembling legs.
To encourage prisoners to walk to their place of execution, he was often encourage . The chief executioner realized after a severe flogging as she had to undergo even the whip was not enough incentive . He had found another method . Two guards walked with the tortured holding a brazier. The chief executioner came a red-hot iron rod . He showed the prisoner. That was enough to motivate them. That's what he did. He showed the woman a red-hot iron bar . Despite his suffering , she understood and eyes widened.
" We'll have to walk wisely ," he said? " Is that understood? "
She did not answer . Approached the iron a few inches from her breasts, she could feel the heat. He repeated, "It is understood". She gave a grunt and made a positive nod .
"Well ," he said and handed the rod into the brazier.
"Let's go ."
The woman began to move forward. She was bent under the weight . His lower back ached . Fortunately, she had always been muscular sports . Every step was torture .
The streets were full of people , but barriers and escorts ensured that the passage is free.
The advance was very painful . She sometimes stopped , trembling knees , she faltered .
But even his great physical courage and the willingness did take most of the time .
The procession left the city to embark on the road that went up to the hill. The road was not paved and pebbles made even more painful to walk barefoot.
The road began to rise . Suddenly , the woman stumbled, she uttered a cry and fell. She had the habit of lightly turning the torso and the beam hit the ground before his face. She felt a terrible pain in the right shoulder . She had been dislocated by the shock . She stood sobbing on the floor. Tried to get up . One of the guards helped not by compassion, but because otherwise it could never do it alone . She found herself on her knees . She cried . His breathing was panting . The chief executioner let her catch her breath. After a few minutes he said, " stand up! " . She did not move . He repeats " standing ! " It does not always move. He motioned to the two aid approach with the brazier. She rose to a superhuman effort. She was bent under the load. " Rise up," he ordered as he gestured towards the brazier. He knew that if she had to move she could not do too curved . Painfully she straightened . His chest swelled and deflated quickly. For the first time the chief executioner looked like a woman. He saw how it should be desirable , barely forty years , fulfilling a gorgeous body today martyred. This is adultery that led to the torture she had deceived the army chief with several recruits. In revenge, he had been accused of treason and condemned to the ignominious death. The chief executioner changed her mind. He knew how dangerous it was , to desire this woman.
It is still up a little more.
" Lets's go ," he said.
Progression resumed slow and painful. People along the way were divided. Some continued to insult , more stupidity and cowardice because of the presence of the guards. Others showed compassion and were impressed by the courage of women.
The slope became steeper in the last five hundred meters. In turn , they saw the place of execution. On the hill bare , sat high mat . The stipes where she was going to be crucified .
As to the slow progress , they discovered more things. A forum reserved for dignitaries and the husband of the woman had been erected a little below to see the whole show . Barriers to the public were prepared . People went the other way, well paved and comfortable.
The woman fell a second time , then a third time . Whenever she found the courage to stand up. When they arrived on the esplanade, it fell to his knees , panting , his face grimacing . She had the greatest difficulty to catch his breath .
The chief executioner himself , could not help but be appreciative . Not once had she begged for mercy , despite the intense pain , although she cried, sometimes shouted , she retained a certain dignity.
They let a moment like that. Several guards were busy around the top mat firmly planted in the ground. Scales there were affixed. When the time came , men go up on the ladder and they would draw the woman only used by the nails in the wrists , to put the patibulum in the groove provided for this purpose and restore the cross.
On a small table were placed a heavy hammer , four nails and ropes. Nails were square. They measured twelve centimeters Their end was pointed, but they expanded to two inches to the head. The nail head itself was five centimeters wide for the nailed member is maintained and can not be released.
The husband came tortured . He attended the whip, and was furious that she had shown courage . He looked at her . She was exhausted air, knees , blood running down his chest. He looked at her breasts, she had left a lover caress . She had offered its charms and pleasures to a lover who had scream with pleasure . She offered him her ass, as she had always refused . When she was convicted of adultery she had told him as a challenge. They were married for 20 years and then gave her that she had to experience orgasm for the first time with her lover. Man his ego had taken a big hit . He hated and no suffering it would inflict not assuage . At least she would cry for a good reason !
The executioner made a sign to his aid. They approached the woman , he withdrew the heavy plank her shoulders and laid on the floor. It was his only respite ( any relative for that matter) . Husband went down to his wife he looked to his full height . He leaned toward her. "So my dear , you're less proud ." "One word from you and the executioner shorten your suffering." She looked into his eyes. And whispered, " Never." The husband approached the executioner , " want her long dance " with a sinister air and sat back down .
The executioner , in a professional approached her . She was still on her knees , but she had her hands on her mid thighs. He examined the dislocated shoulder in the fall . He touched , causing a horrible grimace of women. It was very painful but it does nothing to shorten his time of life on the cross. He looked long wounds. The back of his body, the top of the shoulders , knees was completely red and you could not see a single piece of skin. The flesh was raw . She had lost a lot of time . She was strong , enduring, but the whip had clearly weakened. Her husband had insisted she stay alive on the cross over one day. He told him he had to whip less hard and not make him wear the patibulum , but he would not listen . He knew that the husband was very disappointed courage shown by his wife. He wanted her to beg him to stop his execution , she asked forgiveness publicly humiliate it . So maybe it would be granted a slight softening of the sentence. But none of this . She had not cried since the first boost , it had always been worthy . For the first time in his life the executioner saw the woman he tortured him something other than a piece of meat. But he was professional, he should do his job and then it was extremely dangerous to upset the chef. He repeated drinking women. He had put in the drink a tonic and restorative product , but no anesthetic.
He gestured :
" Let's go ."
The aid took the woman and laid on the ground patibulum the head just below the heavy wooden plank . They extended her arms . It was a very delicate operation, the most delicate of which depend life .
The crucifixion was the most horrible that we have ever invented. It was designed to cause severe and permanent pain. There was certainly the pain of the nails, but it was not the worst. In fact, the punishment was a slow asphyxiation . Being suspended by his arms , preventing breathing. The tortured for a little air had to climb up by pressing his feet nailed . Pain, severe cramping , weight, was that he could not stay very long like that. After a while he or she was forced to release and at this time the body fell , arms bearing any weight. The cramps were then again asphyxiation. Was crucified again and so on. With pain and fatigue, he remained stretched or time was shorter and shorter . It was terrible , extremely painful "dance of the cross ." Death finally came, sometimes within hours , sometimes 2 or 3 days by asphyxiation .
Women 's position is even more degrading given that it pushes the pelvis forward , trying to get up. Being totally naked , it exposed her sex and added to his humiliation.
This is where the art of executioner intervened , he would carefully study the angle of arm and leg height to allow this dance and it lasts very long. His aides securely fastened each forearm to the wooden beam . A link just below the elbow , the other five to six inches from wrist.
The woman was lying on her back , facing the sky , waiting for the first nails.
The executioner took a nail and hammer he knelt on a cushion that had been there for her comfort in front of the right arm of the woman. He felt the wrist positioned itself nail . He would return to bias the wrist to the hand. This would maintain the best, most fracture of several bones of the wrist was inevitable. These fractures cause the permanent torment tortured some of its position on the cross. When he had found the right angle he tapped loudly. The nail plunged into the flesh , a little blood spurts . The woman arched in pain and made a long complaint. He tapped again, the hammer blow dry not masked the sickening sound of broken bones . She screamed . He continued , tearing each hammer a woman scream . It still took him six shots to fully retract the nail. We only saw the nail head and it looked like it had a steel washer on the wrist. The executioner pulled the arm that did not move. He was satisfied.
The woman said nothing , but his face showed signs of intense suffering , her body was sweating .
The executioner passed the left side and did the same thing . The sound of the hammer and the cries arose again. It took him a least fully retract the nail.
Finally, he stood up , one of his assistants cut the cords become useless .
The woman showed signs of utter distress. The executioner knew his business . He felt the resistance of the woman. It should take at least one day but how suffering.
Now , the test assembly was to take place . Aid lifted slightly to move the cross strings that surrounded each end of the cross. Two other aid took the other end of the rope and climbed onto the scales. He began to shoot. The patibulum began to recover. The woman cried . They continued to shoot. She stood on her legs folded .. Finally his feet left the ground . It was based on the nails of his hands, rubbed his back the amount of the stipes , reopening the wounds of scourging . They even fired until his feet are about five feet from the ground. They entered the hole in the mortise of patibulum stipes provided for this purpose , he left the piece of wood slide , then the calèrent . She let out a long cry . Nothing could alleviate the terrible pain she felt. The chief executioner gestured and his aides stopped shooting.
It hung by the arms , legs apart, offered, shameless , but no one cared more . It was only pain , just pain.
The aid took off the lift cords descended taking their time. You he placed a stool in front of the cross, so that the chief executioner can proceed nailing feet. This one went up the ladder with a helper. He took one of the woman's legs folded it , thought the pitch. He decided to nail 50 inches below the buttocks . With the given arm angle that will allow the woman to climb more than 80 centimeters. She was very brave , she should be able to do so. He ordered his aide to securely attach the feet so he could work . Again , the woman experienced a slight improvement , blood on his wrists being reduced. The stipes was 30 centimeters wide . The feet were attached to each edge. This way of crucifying was reserved for women to increase their humiliation , exposing genitals.
Aid and executioner descended , the executioner picked up the hammer and nails in two then went back on the stool . The woman is not screaming but his breathing was very noisy, she sobbed let go of complaints and little cries at times. Her belly was growing at the discretion of breaths.
He began with the left foot. He took the time to choose the angle , directing the nail down and struck two violent and very quick shots . A shriek that seemed to endlessly arose . Only the executioner had heard the bone broke . It led to the nail through the bone of the heel. Yelling waned but she continued to scream and cry . Then comes the right foot. And the same scene again.
The executioner cut the ropes and descended the ladder was removed. The woman screamed . He had finished his work. Now it was time to leave , the weight of the woman , gravity do its office .
The cry waned but not suffering. She was crucified , and in fact , the real torture began.
At first she did not move, every movement is like a bite of red iron in the body. Then saw cramps arms and groans. She turned her head to the right and left. As time passed , we saw his chest and belly dig faster and faster , she had her mouth open. The lack of air began , she began to try to get up, she screamed and stopped. But the survival instinct is stronger . This is the terrible tragedy of the crucified . Then she pushed his legs on the nails of his feet through his broken bones . She sat up in a long howl and took some air , then she relaxed , she screamed again , his back rubbing wood, feeling the pain of the wrists . A few minutes passed and she began . Any assistance , except the chief executioner , the guards and the husband were now sympathetic to women. It was his victory, his courage, his firmness, his suffering outweighed membership. All the complaining and wanted it to stop. Yet she continued again and again , as expected for the chief executioner .
The husband had left after a few hours to eat and make love with one of his mistresses . Then he came and saw with pleasure that the dance was not completed. Women no longer screaming , but moaning almost continuously moans punctuated by screams. Now cramps was omnipresent and all added to the suffering. The chief executioner was gone, he had left aids make hotlines . The long night of suffering passed. In the morning the husband returned with his mistress. He arrived almost at the same time as the executioner.
The woman did not move almost : we could hardly breath that lifted his chest. His head was completely thrown back, mouth wide open .
The chief executioner knew she had more than a few minutes. She no longer had the strength to lift it.
He had filled his contract, it lasted the time specified by it, you could not blame him. For the first , the hard man, insensitive wanted her to go faster. After a few minutes she moved , her painful gasp which became less strong could be heard. Then in a spasm , his whole body relaxed , his head fell back . As was the custom guard brought the brazier . The executioner pulled out a long rod that attached to a stick and came to touch on two occasions the woman's legs . There was a sizzling smoke but nothing else . She had lived .
Then he uttered the ritual formula , according to the law :
" Justice is done . "
I post it here too.
The hour passed . It brought no relief to the woman. Chief executioner approached he examined the body length . The whip had done terrible damage. The salt corroded the wound , but disinfect and especially cauterized wounds no longer bleeding. The woman sobbed , her body trembling. The executioner left and returned ten minutes later with a gourd . He made the woman drink . As it would be hydrated for the rest of his punishment . He mixes with the water tonics for her to serve the remainder of his punishment .
He made a sign : two aides brought a long wooden beam. It was of square cross-section , with a hole in the middle . It was the " patibulum ", the amount of the horizontal cross she must bear to his place of execution. It weighed at least 40 pounds, can be 50.
One of the executioner's assistants untied the woman. She collapsed . Two guards forced her to kneel . Then he came to him and laid the beam on his shoulders. She cried while wood weighed heavily on his wounds . Blood ran down his back. They spread his arms on each side and tied together.
The guards grabbed for it back on its feet . She succeeded hardly trembling legs.
To encourage prisoners to walk to their place of execution, he was often encourage . The chief executioner realized after a severe flogging as she had to undergo even the whip was not enough incentive . He had found another method . Two guards walked with the tortured holding a brazier. The chief executioner came a red-hot iron rod . He showed the prisoner. That was enough to motivate them. That's what he did. He showed the woman a red-hot iron bar . Despite his suffering , she understood and eyes widened.
" We'll have to walk wisely ," he said? " Is that understood? "
She did not answer . Approached the iron a few inches from her breasts, she could feel the heat. He repeated, "It is understood". She gave a grunt and made a positive nod .
"Well ," he said and handed the rod into the brazier.
"Let's go ."
The woman began to move forward. She was bent under the weight . His lower back ached . Fortunately, she had always been muscular sports . Every step was torture .
The streets were full of people , but barriers and escorts ensured that the passage is free.
The advance was very painful . She sometimes stopped , trembling knees , she faltered .
But even his great physical courage and the willingness did take most of the time .
The procession left the city to embark on the road that went up to the hill. The road was not paved and pebbles made even more painful to walk barefoot.
The road began to rise . Suddenly , the woman stumbled, she uttered a cry and fell. She had the habit of lightly turning the torso and the beam hit the ground before his face. She felt a terrible pain in the right shoulder . She had been dislocated by the shock . She stood sobbing on the floor. Tried to get up . One of the guards helped not by compassion, but because otherwise it could never do it alone . She found herself on her knees . She cried . His breathing was panting . The chief executioner let her catch her breath. After a few minutes he said, " stand up! " . She did not move . He repeats " standing ! " It does not always move. He motioned to the two aid approach with the brazier. She rose to a superhuman effort. She was bent under the load. " Rise up," he ordered as he gestured towards the brazier. He knew that if she had to move she could not do too curved . Painfully she straightened . His chest swelled and deflated quickly. For the first time the chief executioner looked like a woman. He saw how it should be desirable , barely forty years , fulfilling a gorgeous body today martyred. This is adultery that led to the torture she had deceived the army chief with several recruits. In revenge, he had been accused of treason and condemned to the ignominious death. The chief executioner changed her mind. He knew how dangerous it was , to desire this woman.
It is still up a little more.
" Lets's go ," he said.
Progression resumed slow and painful. People along the way were divided. Some continued to insult , more stupidity and cowardice because of the presence of the guards. Others showed compassion and were impressed by the courage of women.
The slope became steeper in the last five hundred meters. In turn , they saw the place of execution. On the hill bare , sat high mat . The stipes where she was going to be crucified .
As to the slow progress , they discovered more things. A forum reserved for dignitaries and the husband of the woman had been erected a little below to see the whole show . Barriers to the public were prepared . People went the other way, well paved and comfortable.
The woman fell a second time , then a third time . Whenever she found the courage to stand up. When they arrived on the esplanade, it fell to his knees , panting , his face grimacing . She had the greatest difficulty to catch his breath .
The chief executioner himself , could not help but be appreciative . Not once had she begged for mercy , despite the intense pain , although she cried, sometimes shouted , she retained a certain dignity.
They let a moment like that. Several guards were busy around the top mat firmly planted in the ground. Scales there were affixed. When the time came , men go up on the ladder and they would draw the woman only used by the nails in the wrists , to put the patibulum in the groove provided for this purpose and restore the cross.
On a small table were placed a heavy hammer , four nails and ropes. Nails were square. They measured twelve centimeters Their end was pointed, but they expanded to two inches to the head. The nail head itself was five centimeters wide for the nailed member is maintained and can not be released.
The husband came tortured . He attended the whip, and was furious that she had shown courage . He looked at her . She was exhausted air, knees , blood running down his chest. He looked at her breasts, she had left a lover caress . She had offered its charms and pleasures to a lover who had scream with pleasure . She offered him her ass, as she had always refused . When she was convicted of adultery she had told him as a challenge. They were married for 20 years and then gave her that she had to experience orgasm for the first time with her lover. Man his ego had taken a big hit . He hated and no suffering it would inflict not assuage . At least she would cry for a good reason !
The executioner made a sign to his aid. They approached the woman , he withdrew the heavy plank her shoulders and laid on the floor. It was his only respite ( any relative for that matter) . Husband went down to his wife he looked to his full height . He leaned toward her. "So my dear , you're less proud ." "One word from you and the executioner shorten your suffering." She looked into his eyes. And whispered, " Never." The husband approached the executioner , " want her long dance " with a sinister air and sat back down .
The executioner , in a professional approached her . She was still on her knees , but she had her hands on her mid thighs. He examined the dislocated shoulder in the fall . He touched , causing a horrible grimace of women. It was very painful but it does nothing to shorten his time of life on the cross. He looked long wounds. The back of his body, the top of the shoulders , knees was completely red and you could not see a single piece of skin. The flesh was raw . She had lost a lot of time . She was strong , enduring, but the whip had clearly weakened. Her husband had insisted she stay alive on the cross over one day. He told him he had to whip less hard and not make him wear the patibulum , but he would not listen . He knew that the husband was very disappointed courage shown by his wife. He wanted her to beg him to stop his execution , she asked forgiveness publicly humiliate it . So maybe it would be granted a slight softening of the sentence. But none of this . She had not cried since the first boost , it had always been worthy . For the first time in his life the executioner saw the woman he tortured him something other than a piece of meat. But he was professional, he should do his job and then it was extremely dangerous to upset the chef. He repeated drinking women. He had put in the drink a tonic and restorative product , but no anesthetic.
He gestured :
" Let's go ."
The aid took the woman and laid on the ground patibulum the head just below the heavy wooden plank . They extended her arms . It was a very delicate operation, the most delicate of which depend life .
The crucifixion was the most horrible that we have ever invented. It was designed to cause severe and permanent pain. There was certainly the pain of the nails, but it was not the worst. In fact, the punishment was a slow asphyxiation . Being suspended by his arms , preventing breathing. The tortured for a little air had to climb up by pressing his feet nailed . Pain, severe cramping , weight, was that he could not stay very long like that. After a while he or she was forced to release and at this time the body fell , arms bearing any weight. The cramps were then again asphyxiation. Was crucified again and so on. With pain and fatigue, he remained stretched or time was shorter and shorter . It was terrible , extremely painful "dance of the cross ." Death finally came, sometimes within hours , sometimes 2 or 3 days by asphyxiation .
Women 's position is even more degrading given that it pushes the pelvis forward , trying to get up. Being totally naked , it exposed her sex and added to his humiliation.
This is where the art of executioner intervened , he would carefully study the angle of arm and leg height to allow this dance and it lasts very long. His aides securely fastened each forearm to the wooden beam . A link just below the elbow , the other five to six inches from wrist.
The woman was lying on her back , facing the sky , waiting for the first nails.
The executioner took a nail and hammer he knelt on a cushion that had been there for her comfort in front of the right arm of the woman. He felt the wrist positioned itself nail . He would return to bias the wrist to the hand. This would maintain the best, most fracture of several bones of the wrist was inevitable. These fractures cause the permanent torment tortured some of its position on the cross. When he had found the right angle he tapped loudly. The nail plunged into the flesh , a little blood spurts . The woman arched in pain and made a long complaint. He tapped again, the hammer blow dry not masked the sickening sound of broken bones . She screamed . He continued , tearing each hammer a woman scream . It still took him six shots to fully retract the nail. We only saw the nail head and it looked like it had a steel washer on the wrist. The executioner pulled the arm that did not move. He was satisfied.
The woman said nothing , but his face showed signs of intense suffering , her body was sweating .
The executioner passed the left side and did the same thing . The sound of the hammer and the cries arose again. It took him a least fully retract the nail.
Finally, he stood up , one of his assistants cut the cords become useless .
The woman showed signs of utter distress. The executioner knew his business . He felt the resistance of the woman. It should take at least one day but how suffering.
Now , the test assembly was to take place . Aid lifted slightly to move the cross strings that surrounded each end of the cross. Two other aid took the other end of the rope and climbed onto the scales. He began to shoot. The patibulum began to recover. The woman cried . They continued to shoot. She stood on her legs folded .. Finally his feet left the ground . It was based on the nails of his hands, rubbed his back the amount of the stipes , reopening the wounds of scourging . They even fired until his feet are about five feet from the ground. They entered the hole in the mortise of patibulum stipes provided for this purpose , he left the piece of wood slide , then the calèrent . She let out a long cry . Nothing could alleviate the terrible pain she felt. The chief executioner gestured and his aides stopped shooting.
It hung by the arms , legs apart, offered, shameless , but no one cared more . It was only pain , just pain.
The aid took off the lift cords descended taking their time. You he placed a stool in front of the cross, so that the chief executioner can proceed nailing feet. This one went up the ladder with a helper. He took one of the woman's legs folded it , thought the pitch. He decided to nail 50 inches below the buttocks . With the given arm angle that will allow the woman to climb more than 80 centimeters. She was very brave , she should be able to do so. He ordered his aide to securely attach the feet so he could work . Again , the woman experienced a slight improvement , blood on his wrists being reduced. The stipes was 30 centimeters wide . The feet were attached to each edge. This way of crucifying was reserved for women to increase their humiliation , exposing genitals.
Aid and executioner descended , the executioner picked up the hammer and nails in two then went back on the stool . The woman is not screaming but his breathing was very noisy, she sobbed let go of complaints and little cries at times. Her belly was growing at the discretion of breaths.
He began with the left foot. He took the time to choose the angle , directing the nail down and struck two violent and very quick shots . A shriek that seemed to endlessly arose . Only the executioner had heard the bone broke . It led to the nail through the bone of the heel. Yelling waned but she continued to scream and cry . Then comes the right foot. And the same scene again.
The executioner cut the ropes and descended the ladder was removed. The woman screamed . He had finished his work. Now it was time to leave , the weight of the woman , gravity do its office .
The cry waned but not suffering. She was crucified , and in fact , the real torture began.
At first she did not move, every movement is like a bite of red iron in the body. Then saw cramps arms and groans. She turned her head to the right and left. As time passed , we saw his chest and belly dig faster and faster , she had her mouth open. The lack of air began , she began to try to get up, she screamed and stopped. But the survival instinct is stronger . This is the terrible tragedy of the crucified . Then she pushed his legs on the nails of his feet through his broken bones . She sat up in a long howl and took some air , then she relaxed , she screamed again , his back rubbing wood, feeling the pain of the wrists . A few minutes passed and she began . Any assistance , except the chief executioner , the guards and the husband were now sympathetic to women. It was his victory, his courage, his firmness, his suffering outweighed membership. All the complaining and wanted it to stop. Yet she continued again and again , as expected for the chief executioner .
The husband had left after a few hours to eat and make love with one of his mistresses . Then he came and saw with pleasure that the dance was not completed. Women no longer screaming , but moaning almost continuously moans punctuated by screams. Now cramps was omnipresent and all added to the suffering. The chief executioner was gone, he had left aids make hotlines . The long night of suffering passed. In the morning the husband returned with his mistress. He arrived almost at the same time as the executioner.
The woman did not move almost : we could hardly breath that lifted his chest. His head was completely thrown back, mouth wide open .
The chief executioner knew she had more than a few minutes. She no longer had the strength to lift it.
He had filled his contract, it lasted the time specified by it, you could not blame him. For the first , the hard man, insensitive wanted her to go faster. After a few minutes she moved , her painful gasp which became less strong could be heard. Then in a spasm , his whole body relaxed , his head fell back . As was the custom guard brought the brazier . The executioner pulled out a long rod that attached to a stick and came to touch on two occasions the woman's legs . There was a sizzling smoke but nothing else . She had lived .
Then he uttered the ritual formula , according to the law :
" Justice is done . "
