Pylia and Shortfang were about to crush the final bandit before you charged in, staggering him with your staff strike before kicking him down the hill. He tumbled lifelessly to the ground. The battle was over, at least for now. Ferric and Mica soon rolled up with Mica holding the reins and Ferric armed with his crossbow. Pylia went to the girl and administered some first aid, removing the bolt in her shoulder and helping her heal up. Though her injury was sever, the girl would life. Shortfang went to the bodies, finishing them off with a knife to their throat before picking off their loot.

“I see you’ve dealt with the bandits.” Ferric pointed out. “What about the girl? Is she okay? What about her family?” The girl was unconscious as she was carried over to Ferric Cart by Pylia. “I’m sure they’re up ahead, let’s move quickly!” She shouted. Shortfang nodded and looked to you. “Let’s go boss! We be ready in case there’s more baddies!” Shortfang pounded his chest and gave you a toothy grin. Despite his heavy wounds he almost seemed perky.