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With a steely gaze, Tanro lunges at Chaude with his sword drawn, striking him with enough force to knock him down!

Victory

Chaude laid, dropped onto one knee. He was gasping and clutching his chest, glaring at the bandits that knocked him down.

Chaude: You must think yourself awfully strong to think taking the fight to the middle of one of our camps is a good idea! Now... Now...

He tensed up, frustration crossing his face.

Chaude: Where's the rest of the reinforcements!?

As he growled, more walking came from behind. The group turned, to see some of the bandits back at the altar coming forwards. This one appeared to boast strikingly white hair.

White-haired Man: Without the guide of Chaude, the rest of the camp didn't stand a chance. Thank you. We would've never been able to get through this without your aid.