Jenso narrowly dodged the bullet, but it still grazed the side of his shoulder, cutting into the fabric of his short sleeved yellow shirt and tearing a tiny strip of skin off of his body. His kick was successful in disarming the bandit though. The man kissed his teeth and rose his hands. "Issat so, bud? Well, I think I know just where you can find 'im," The man assured Jenso. "Go back the way ya went, it's past that little town over there, where the guy lives, I mean."

	Of course he was lying. What a clod! Jenso knew he was lying!

	"We promise we won't kill no more of those stupid civilians," The man mocked, shaking his head like an idiot.