"The Interlopers" Ending

"Yes, my friend." Said Ulrich quietly.

In the meanwhile, the wolves were using all their speed and rushing to them within only a hundred feet.

"Georg, I think we would become their quarry after few seconds, no doubt about it," said Ulrich helplessly with a sorrowful and fearless laugh, "I can tell you frankly, I feel very regretful about our feud before. My friend, I apologized to your family for our misunderstanding. And I'm very glad I can go with you, I'm very glad we can be friends forever."

A gust of wind blew rapidly through the dark forest. The wolves were howling fiercely to their quarry. Ulrich closed his eyes and waited silently for the last moment of his life.

Georg lay under the branches. Suddenly, he howled in a sad tune that went through the gloomy air, went through the naked branches and then went straight into the wolves' ears.

Maybe Georg's howl got the attention of the wolves, maybe the branches covered Ulrich up, maybe both, the wolves seemed never regard the existing of Ulrich. They jumped straightly on Georg and revealed their teeth that as sharp as daggers. The wolves began to gnaw at their quarry madly.

Georg tolerated the great pain from his body and lay in the blood quietly. He became unconscious. Ulrich watched under the branches helplessly. Tears came down his cheeks.

Suddenly came the sounds of shots, and the wolves fell in the blood.

Ulrich's men rushed down the hill toward Ulrich and Georg. They saw their master lay under the branches, cried sadly and regretfully.

"Thank goodness," one of the men said when he saw his master was safe.

"Help him out first." Ulrich sent out the order..

Ulrich's men puzzled, they dragged Georg out from under the branches, who was injured thoroughly by the fallen branches and glistening in red.

"All right, let' go master." The men tried to releaese Ulrich from under the branches. But Ulrich refused.

"Now carry him home and go find a doctor." Said Ulrich in a commanding tune.

"But master..."

"If my friend is alive, come help me out tomorrow; if he's not, don't ever come here again and just leave me here."

Ulrich's men seemed to be numb and did not move.

"You hear me? Go home, now."

His men carried Georg and began to go reluctantly.

Ulrich lay under the branches and stared at his men who were almost out of his sight. Tears came down his cheeks again...