Richard Mitchell's face was also very grim; his brows knitted tightly in a mixture of urgency and helplessness. He feared death, and didn't Abigail Mitchell fear it as well? They were both young lives with promising futures ahead of them, but now they were facing a life-and-death trial.
To save his own life, Richard had decided to throw all caution to the wind. He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, and then he shouted loudly toward Logan, "Young Master Logan, as long as you're willing to agree, anything you want will do! Just name your term, and I'm willing to fulfill any request you have! Just please save us, and don't let us die here!"
Logan, however, remained indifferent; he didn't stop in his tracks and continued heading down the mountain. The worldly possessions seemed to have no effect on him, and he cared even less for Richard's pleas and promises.
