knighting ceremony

Michael would have questioned his sanity but he knew he wasn't an ordinary man.

There were things he wanted to know about himself but there was no one to ask perhaps they'll know.

" Not until he's breathing" he conditioned "And who are you, people? He asked not sure what to call them.

' A Wendigo according to King Darius"

" A Wendigo? I have never heard of that. My friend? He said pointing to the unconscious Joseph lying on the floor.

" Fine" one of the Wendigos went forward and lit a torch with Michael's unwavering gaze following him Incase they have other ideas.

" See, he's breathing fine" Michael stared at Joseph to confirm and heaved a sigh of relief.

Joseph was breathing calmly.

" What do you want from me?

" An oath. A promise. A pact"

' what? He asked staring at their hideous faces and bony thorax.

" Fine. Let's hear it

In the end, they both had the heads of a Wendigo in their hands as the gate was raised for them to pass.