"Hell, my reputation is bigger than me" Red smirked and looked at the deputy trying to stand up straight. The rider took a hold of his revolver's barrel and swung it in order to hit the deputy again. Indeed, it didn't take much before the deputy was on the ground again and quite clearly blacked out. Only after the deputy was out of commission that Red holstered the Colt and looked back up at Caleb.
"What in the name of God are you doing here? I hope you're not here to gain something out of the ranch wars, 'cause if you are, I'll have to intervene in your business again" the US Marshal said and glanced back over at the deputy before taking his rifle and used it as leverage in order to roll the man on his back.
"Our posturings, our imagined self-importance,
the delusion that we have some privileged position in the universe,
are challenged by this point of pale light.
Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark.
In our obscurity – in all this vastness – there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves."
- Carl Sagan