Jenso neatly tied up the bandits, leaving them next to the carriage for somebody to do with as they pleased. Would they die out there? Did Jenso care? Those merciless thugs were asking for an ass beating, and most would have killed them on the spot, but perhaps there was something in Jenso's heart that stopped him from executing them then and there. Compassion is a vital tool in the hero's arsenal, but sometimes it can be a very debilitating weakness.

	Unbeknownst to Jenso, a small sparrow was watching his display from the tall grass nearby. What a curious little animal. Then again, it was just an animal. It followed after Jenso closely, fluttering from tree to tree and quietly as it could...

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