It was late afternoon. You and Arthur were sent to scout ahead of the group but were ambushed by a couple of the Murfee Brood members. You fought and defeated them but you were injured during the shootout.

After they were all dead, you went on your way. Arthur remained serious and on edge as you rode away keeping check of the surroundings for any other members of the gang.

Once he felt you were safe his gaze moved to you. "You alright, partner?"