As the bandits fled, Leon found himself standing in the middle of the carnage. He had a grim look on his face. He knew, in the end, he would never stop killing. He accepted this. He was, however, scared of the fact that he felt no remorse for slaughtering these men. He held no remorse for any of those he killed, even those that were innocent from the days he was a bandit much like those he had just slaughtered. He was trained to kill men, and he knew that he always would kill men. But the thought was a mere passing intrusion. He didn't care. Leon wiped his blades of blood, and sheathed them. 

Leon turned back to Lily, the carriage driver, and the mysterious man who fell from the sky. "I'm glad you're alright, I would hate to see these slobs kill an innocent." Leon said, regarding the carriage driver. He then turned his attention to Lily and the sky-man, "As for you two, I have a proposal. It's obvious that we're all here for the same reason," Leon nodded grimly at the ominous mountain hanging in the distance, "as such, I believe it would be in our best interest to work together. The number of dragons on that mountain are a mystery, but there undoubtedly too many for one Dragonslayer to take down on their own. I'm sure we'll make a formidable team, even though I have yet to see your skills." Leon said nodding at the mysterious falling man, "By the way..." Leon put on his friendliest smile, "You can call me Leon. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance."