The pathof the north (III)

Dorin and John came down the hill, surrounded by a light, cool mist. The weight of the crossbow bothered Dorin and the steep descent made it even worse.

- Well, boy. We are going to the Dark Crack. The villagers of Low Bridge claim to have seen an enormous grizzly there. It will be a good chance to try your training. Consider it your initiation test.
John smiled at him, but Dorin could feel the tension in his voice. They both knew that a bear like this was never an easy prey.

- Excuse me, master, but I understood that we only hunted dangerous beasts. No matter how big that bear is, at the moment it isn´t a problem.

-There you are wrong, boy. Five foolish villagers left from Puente Bajo to kill the beast, because the grizzly's skin is very coveted. So far, none has returned. - John replied grimly.

Dorin didn´t answer, more afraid now of the situation that was coming. The dagger grew heavier on his side.