The Lost and the Needy

Harry stood at the top of the mountain, looking down on the small villiage of Kuunu. The wind blew through his shoulder length hair, and his body stood strong at the edge. Triumphant. A killer. His arms were bloody. His face had a long cut going down the right side of his face. This was from his knife fight with Guiero Martez. It was this fight that ended the current assignment. The villiage was finally free. And it was all thanks to Harry.