Seth Briars: Glances at you, stuttering W-we're gonna be rich. Just keep your head d-down, okay?
runs towards the last one
throws the knife at the last bandit, hitting him square in the forehead Ha! That's what you get, you son of a bitch! grabs Peterson's arm Let's get the fuck outta here, now!
limps and supports Peterson as they make a hasty retreat Hang in there, partner! We're almost out of this godforsaken hellhole!
scans the surroundings, looking for any potential threats Keep your guard up, Peterson! These bandits won't give up easily!
grabs Peterson's arm, urgency in his voice Keep moving, partner! We're close to reaching the main road!
finally reaches the main road
looks around for any passing vehicles Come on, come on, we need a ride outta here! waves frantically at an approaching car Hey! Stop! Help us! Driver: rolls down the window, looking concerned What's going on here? Seth Briars: breathless Please, we've been attacked by bandits. We need a lift to get to safety! Can you help us? Driver: Alright, get in. But you're gonna owe me for this. Seth Briars: quickly helps Peterson into the car Thanks, thanks! climbs in beside him
paces back and forth, glancing at the case We need to get that vial to safety, Peterson. Those bandits won't stop until they get their hands on it.
stuttering, whispers when nervous Y-yeah, you're right. We gotta make sure it's safe, no matter what. pauses, eyes flickering with determination
takes the gold bar with a wide-eyed expression Holy shit, partner! Are you trying to buy my loyalty or something?
laughs no, just a reward for saving my ass
grinning ear to ear, holds up the gold bar Well, you know what they say, partner: rewards are always appreciated!
muttering under his breath Finally, some decent pay for my troubles. looks at the gold bar again
puts the pedal to the metal
grabs onto the dashboard, voice filled with anxiety Easy there, easy does it! We don't want to end up in another pile-up, do we?
eyes darting around, scanning for any potential dangers Keep your eyes peeled, Peterson! We can't afford any more surprises.
As they cross the bridge, the wooden planks creak ominously under the weight of the car, causing them to momentarily lose control.
grabs onto the door handle, his knuckles turning white Easy now, easy! Don't wanna go tumbling off into the abyss, do we?
lets out a sigh of relief Phew! Made it across without further incident. Now let's get the hell outta this creepy forest.
leans closer to examine the map Alright, according to this, there should be a hidden safehouse nearby.
mutters to himself This place gives me the creeps... feels like eyes are watching us from behind every tree. Stay alert, Peterson.
starts cutting through tree after tree
frantically scanning the surroundings Keep moving, partner! We're almost there! points towards an old, decrepit shack There! That's our spot! Let's haul ass over there before those bandits catch up to us!
rushes inside, scanning the room This place looks like it's been abandoned for years. Perfect hiding spot!