They saw a man with a long, ginger beard. The man wore almost nothing, besides a brown, ripped, dirty skirt. He was bold. The man's body was covered in blood, but not his own. He used the blood as a paint which terrified the girl. However, he was not horrifying enough to scare Dorolh. The man seemed as if he was the boss, the leader of all the mayhem that was created. His men surrounded the couple in a circle. Every single warrior was waiting to attack.
Even though the atmosphere was becoming frightening; Dorolh felt nothing. Yet, he felt a similar energy that he felt many years ago; when he was a young boy; when he was bullied. Dorolh looked at the leader and he recognised the similar features of his face to this bully. Suddenly, Dorolh stood up and said to the leader, "Marcus, is that you, brother?" The leader was shocked. He responded in a surprised fashion, "Hey, Dorolh. I thought you were dead; after so many years." Dorolh responded happily, "No, not really, I escaped as soon as they gave me a cell. However, that's the past. Rest my friend with your people. It's a night for glory!" Marcus responded bitterly, "Yeah, sure… and who is that, 'innocent bird' that sat near you?" Dorolh said with pride, "Marcus, this beauty that you see near me, is the woman that I adore." Marcus, in a jealous but respectable manner said, "Oh! That is great to hear." The expression changed upon Marcus's face into a more serious and dominant expression. He said, "Separate them both!" Four of Marcus's warriors shackled the girl and Dorolh. Marcus began his evil monologue, "You see, Dorolh… I hoped that you would die in prison. I told the chief of our village to send you there, because everybody knew… that you were a clumsy, unskilled punk. You were worthless to our village. However, you are alive, so I need to ultimately finish what I already started." Marcus took his gun and pointed directly at Dorolh's forehead. He was ready to pull the trigger, but Dorolh asked Marcus. "Why do you do this? I think it is pointless." Marcus agreed by nodding. He pointed the gun towards the girl and he executed her.
Dorolh's face did not change. He was neither crying nor shocked. Marcus went to have a last talk with Dorolh. Marcus's forehead was touching Dorolh's. Marcus whispered, "Finally, I think you proved that you are a man." Marcus took one step backwards; he looked at the two warriors who were holding Dorolh. He said to them, "Release him, now. Give him some food and a pistol with one bullet." The warriors did as they were commanded to. The whole group of savages left Dorolh and the dead girl behind.
Dorolh laid down next to the dead body of the girl. Then, Dorolh reloaded the gun. He put the gun into his mouth… and a gunshot was heard. Marcus only cruelly smiled.