George shots an arrow to a wildcat as the wildcat collapses into the ground after its head is pieced by an arrow. Months have gone by as he killed almost a wildcat every week. He didn't let the people see the hound, only hear it's bark.
"This will be enough for the hound and me." He says as he takes the carcass and heads toward the path to a small hut where he used to cook food.
He build the small hut near his stable. A young man the same of his age comes to him with a big huge sword almost big than the man.
"Brother it took almost my whole strength to carry this sword. I am a soldier and yet I was dragging the sword with its sheath. The sheath is dirt proof. You don't have to worry the sword having been scratched. Its pure blade and pure steel. It will cut an elephant into two half if
