release the hounds!

Release The Hounds!

 

 

 

It was a stand off, one man pitted against another with a fixed stare. “You know what you’ve done!” the tall, fit, shirt-haired warrior said in his steel plated armor. “Yes! And I would do it again if so bestowed such a chance!” the equal looking man with longer hair and leather armor yelled back.

His hair blew back in the gusts of this sandy and desolate desert. The leather armored man stood with nothing around him, while the steel armored man stood with a large metal box with a hinged door on the front of it. The box was long and tall, but still smaller than the last one he had used.

“And for your treachery you must pay gravely!” the steel armored man yelled. The winds stopped brief enough for the two men to hear the vicious sounds of barks and howls. “Yay not! I will make off unharmed by the scoundrel liked of you. My crime wasn’t much a worse deed than yours!” the leathered armored man said.

“”No! Mine dith not have havocs in murder! We are not alike in any one way! Even our armors differ! Mine steel can last through much damage, whilst your leather can be torn and frayed at the jaws of my dogs!” the steel armored man yelled with a growl.

“Dogs? What dogs may these be?” “Blood thirsty and hungry ones aye. They be the hounds of revenge! They’ll do what I will not, and take part in the heinous crime to you! As said before, you will pay!” The leathered armored man tried to keep his face calm and solemn, but his fears were evident in his eyes.

Still he must try to avoid this fate he had set. “But sir…” he said. “No!” the steel armored man yelled, “no plea shall save you, your are condemned with the mark of brutal sin! How can you deny for a sentence you set? Is your heart corrupt with black coals that no longer burn?”

“Nay! My heart was in the right place. Tragic events wereth not suppose to befold. Aye, they did, but in the right name I tried!” the leathered armored man said. “It matters not now in this time. All is done despite reasons for it. Time has past and you’ve been given enough to think on this. It’s in obvious you learn nothing from it and with this, your debt to everyone shall be repaid and your sentence served.”

The leathered armor man then panicked some and his face grayed. “No!” he finally yelled, “I will not die this way! Tis in vein!” “Vain would be in your innocence! You are guilty and time hath come! This is your final moment!” And the last thing the leather-armored man heard was, “release the hounds!” and the cage door opened.