Annie scanned the area for a possible path to approach the Roman leader, standing there in the distance. Honestly, the cowgirl (noticeable to Jed, at least), had no interest in violence and combat, except she would only fight for what was necessary, like to protect a frontier and keep the peace from a true enemy. Not to mention that she uses the thrill of suspense for entertainment; public shootouts, not included. Mentioned before, it was forbidden to even face Annie in said-event. Jedediah laid that law down as a necessity. But generally, [b]no one[/b] challenges Annie. However, there have been other fellow male pioneers, who were dying to "meet" her. Take Jesse James, for instance. 

James was their diorama's robber and outlaw, and the same goes back in American history: [i]"guerrilla, gang leader, bank robber, train robber, and murderer"[/i]. A cocky, talkative pioneer, who was, at least, the same height as Jedediah, James took violence over the edge, and he had no qualms to spare anyone. Not to mention that he grew obsessed with Annie ever since her arrival in the wake of this morning. If anyone was disgusted of James, it was Jed, according to her knowledge, at least. Now that she thought about it, Annie did notice a protectiveness coming from her leader, every time that son-of-a-scum appeared. The best part? The cowgirl never cried; always kept her head high. 

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Octavius had victory on his mind for years. [i]Hail Jupiter![/i], he thought triumphantly, sword held high, and taking on his incoming enemies. Taking one last strike on an opponent, the general felt mental strength on his insight for victory. "For the glory of Rome!", he declared in the midst of battle. However, he didn't expect some string surrounding him, trapped in the wrath of being restrained. "What sort of trickery?", he asked, oblivious of an incoming strike: being knocked completely off his feet, and falling flat on his back. A blurr in his vision from the landing came to full effect. Groaning, Octavius was then lifted discreetly. "What is the meaning of this!?", he asked in disgust (and slight panic in his tone). "I am a Roman General; I have rights!", he told them, practically ordering the enemy to release him.