Lance paused to consider the answer for a while and lowered his gun, before raising it again with renewed fury. "LIES! This ain't Avalon. You know how I know, huh?" He asked, though it was more of a rhetorical statement. Nonetheless, the bandits all shook their heads. "BECAUSE I WAS BORN THERE!" Lance suddenly bellowed once again, the bandits all scrambling away in fear. "This place looks nothing like Avalon... well, maybe, from the ground. But nothing here matches. So I'm giving you another chance. You tell me the truth, or-" 

He spun around as he heard his companion cry out in pain, seeing her drop to the floor, along with another bandit. The bandit had a knife in his chest. Okay, [i]now[/i] he knew they weren't kidding around. Turning around again, he holstered his pistol and pulled out his rifle. "I warned you..." He aimed it at the bandits and depressed the trigger. Immediately, a hail of 8.41x63mm rounds was unleashed from the barrel, piercing through the flesh and bones of the bandits, sending blood and viscera splattering all over the ground. Within five seconds, every single bandit had been gunned down. "Fucking drugged-up lunatics." Lance muttered, turning around and walking towards his companion.

He crouched down and kept his rifle, examining her wounds. Scans showed that it was just a flesh wound, but she was bleeding quite a bit. Sighing, he reached into one of his pouches and pulled out a small, pistol-like object with a screen. He pointed it at her wound. "Applying bioheal." A pencil-thin beam of light suddenly shot out and surrounded the wound. Then, it suddenly seemed to repair it, closing the skin as bacteria was killed, blood cells replaced, and tissue regenerated. It only took a few seconds for the wound to be fully healed, not even leaving a scar. That done, he stashed his device away and helped the girl to her feet. "Let's just keep moving. This day just keeps getting weirder and weirder."