the wrong man but by sheer chance the
real villain was in the party and, incredibly,
they agreed to hand him over when he was
identified. This ne’er-do-well was not going
down without a fight and as he was delivered
to us he broke free and stabbed one of our
braves, only to be shot down by the lawman.
Honour was now satisfied but realising that
time was against us, the tribe put our heads
together and decided an alliance with one
group