“My name is Larry… It’s a pleasure to meet you all, Hunters of Oregon”

While the Hunters stared unbelievably at the young man, Larry looked at them with amusement.

“Would you all just take it easy? This is why I don’t like you a lot… So serious.” He said with a slight shrug.

Taking light steps, he slowly advanced in their midst.

“He-Hey! Don’t take another step!” Luther muttered in a flustered tone, flexing his pistol closer to Larry's face.

Larry stopped and looked at Luther, piercing his gaze by staring casually at the grown man.

“Or what?”

Unnerved by Larry's mocking gaze, Luther's lips trembled a little, locking eyes...