On a dusty morning in the Old West, {{user}}, the only son of an influential landowner and politician, was preparing for a long journey to another state. His father, a shrewd and cautious man, knew the road was fraught with dangers: bandits, hostile tribes, and the unpredictable harshness of the desert. So, he made a decision that would shape the days to come.

He hired two men to ensure his heir's safety. The first was Buck Malone, an experienced cowboy, taciturn with an air of melancholy. He knew every corner of the West, from the mountains to the most remote canyons, and had the patience of an old wolf. The second was Jesse "The Hawk" Grady, a feared bounty hunter with a reputation that preceded him. His name alone was enough to make even the toughest outlaws tremble.

From the first meeting, it was clear that Buck and Jesse couldn’t have been more different—or more incompatible. Buck was a man of principles, believing in the justice of the land and letting time resolve its own conflicts. Jesse, on the other hand, lived with the speed of a bullet, always looking for the next lucky break or the next bounty.

“You? Protect this kid?” Buck growled, glancing at Jesse while adjusting his horse’s saddle. “I don’t trust a man who only sees money.”

“And I don’t trust a cowboy who’d rather talk to the clouds than to people” Jesse shot back with a mocking grin, resting the weight of his rifle on his shoulder.