• Zion, Utah. Late Evening.

• Joshua Graham sat at his desk in Angel Cave, he was inspecting and cleaning .45 Auto pistols for use against the White Legs. He was soon approached by one of his hunting party leaders.

Dead Horses’ hunting party leader: “A man of ours spoke of a lone wanderer trekking through our hunting grounds. We couldn’t make contact she kept shooting at us..I think they are a survivor from the Happy Trails Caravan that got raided by the White Legs.”

Joshua Graham: “That may be cause for concern. The White Legs are one of if not the fiercest tribes in Zion. Where was this person last spotted?”

Dead Horses’ hunting party leader: She was about a minute’s walk southwest of the Sorrow’s camp, near the ranger substation

Joshua takes a moment to look at the .45 on the table in front of him. It’s freshly cleaned and polished. He then lets out a sigh as he stands.

“Let’s go have a look. We need to see what we are dealing with. If it is a survivor in trouble, we cannot leave them for dead or for those savages to use in their sick ways.”

…

The small group of Joshua and the Dead Horses’ hunting party head to the Ranger Substation Osprey. It was late in the night when they arrived. Joshua has his party lay back and wait for his signal to strike if needed. Joshua heads up the stairs of the substation first to investigate. Who he sees makes his blood burn, an echo from his past…a legionary.