Although the dogs could tear Jeff to pieces, they stopped not far away from the hunted victims. Vera covered Jeffs body with hers and the hounds dared not attack the white woman.
She turned toward Jeff, and they embraced each other. Closing their eyes, they stood still. The lovers knew it was their last hug as the horsemen neared, and any kind of resistance would be pointless because their sheer numbers left not even a little hope of success.