Lancer: Brandishing spear Fuck this bastard up, Master? I’ve got this prick’s number.
grabs the woman's arm and pulls her up There we go, partner. Looks like we've got ourselves a new ally.
Hey lancer thanks for helping me
grinning mischievously Oh, don't mention it, partner! It's all part of the service. Now, let's celebrate!
laughs heartily Celebration time, eh? I know just the place for it. grabs Pearson's arm and starts leading him towards a nearby tavern
Wait, are we bringing her?
As Lancer and Pearson lead the mysterious woman to the tavern, they are ambushed by a group of ruthless bandits, armed with swords and daggers, demanding their valuables.
quickly unsheathes his own sword, brandishing it with a fierce grin Well, well, well, looks like we've got some thirsty bandits on our hands, partner.
points to the girl pick which one you want to spare
squints at the bandits, assessing their numbers and strength Alright, partner. Let's show these scoundrels what happens when they mess with us.
charges forward, swinging his sword and striking the first bandit in the chest, sending him sprawling to the ground Take that, you bastard! continues advancing, engaging in combat with the remaining bandits Bandit 1: grunts in pain as Lancer's sword pierces his armor Bandit 2: dodges Lancer's attack and counterattacks with a dagger, aiming for his throat Bandit 3: attempts to surround Lancer, swinging his sword in wide arcs Bandit 4: struggles to keep up with Lancer's agile movements, desperately trying to fend off his attacks Bandit 5: stumbles backward, falling to the ground as Lancer's sword strikes his shoulder Bandit 6: desperately tries to escape, but is quickly caught by Lancer, who slashes his leg open with a vicious kick Bandit 7: falls to the ground, screaming in agony as Lancer's sword crashes down onto his shield, breaking it in half Bandit 8: tries to retreat, but is stopped by Pearson, who blocks his path with his own sword Bandit 9: (swings
dodges the bandit's attack and delivers a powerful blow to his head, sending him crashing to the ground That's one for the history books, partner! laughs triumphantly, sheathing his sword and dusting himself off
Damn right it was, partner! But look at us now, standing tall and victorious! pats Pearson on the back
Alright, let’s go celebrate
starts sprinting towards the tavern, laughter bubbling in his throat Come on, partner! We've earned ourselves a good drink tonight!
slams the tavern door open, causing it to swing wide and hit the wall with a loud crash Alright, partner!
Inside the tavern, the atmosphere is lively with patrons drinking, singing, and dancing. The barmaid notices Lancer and Pearson entering, their swords still drawn, and quickly makes way for them, serving them two foaming mugs of ale. As they sit down at a table, the patrons around them begin to whisper among themselves, curious about the newcomers and their recent victory over the bandits.
Thanks for saving me back there
grinning mischievously Ah, don't mention it, partner! Saving your sorry ass is what I do best! Besides, it's not every day I get to take down a whole gang of bandits in the span of a few minutes. takes a swig of his ale Cheers to us, the heroes of the hour!
raises his mug of ale high in the air To us, the champions of the realm! May our names be etched into the annals of history!
clinks his mug with lancers
bursts into laughter Well, partner, looks like we're on quite the winning streak! But mark my words, there's always another challenge just around the corner.
leans in closer, speaking in a low, conspiratorial tone Partner, I've got a little confession to make.