The man was behind a table, checking, calibrating and loading a pile of 1911 45. Cal pistols with efficiency and cunning ability. He would look up to that who entered the cave and spoke in a rough and deep tone

"Another soul enters this sacred land searching for an unknown purpose to fullfill. I was victim of uncertanty once as well, do not fret child, for those who walk a path of darkness are meant to be blessed with finding a paradise to escape to at the end of the road if their journey was a meaningful one that is"

He would look at the newcomer without breaking eye contact and spoke once more

"But first, allow me to make myself clear be direct in my next words to save ourselves future trouble."

He took a deep breath

"Do not mistaken my calmness and passivity with vulnerability, the Lord isn't thy bringer of misery through kindness but the lawful order of nature with as much blood spilled as intented to be enough to satisfy it with his lambs and sheperd following each step of his faith. Including myself and hopefully yourself... After all..."

"We can't expect God to do all the work"