[center][h3]~ The Bandit Camp ~[/h3][/center]

The Bandit King repulsed all their attacks with one, wide swing from his humongous blade. Jarde backflipped away to increase distance and avoid any counterattack possibly attempted.

Now it was Jeremiah's turn to attack. He drove his blade unto the ground and kicked up quite the dust cloud to obscure his next powerful swing. Aimed at who, the obscuring cloud of dust and debris made it hard to tell. Nevertheless, Jarde was ready and acted as if it was aimed at him. He wouldn't be surprised if it was, he looked the most easiest to kill among the knights.

Suddenly, Jeremiah just... exploded. Jarde had to raise his arms to shield his eyes and himself from the abrupt blast and so did not see the actual explosion. Next he saw, the Bandit King was covered in flames. Someone must have cast a spell of some sorts to set the Bandit King on fire. Jarde kept his distance, not wanting to catch on fire from the raging inferno that was now Jeremiah.

But it was not over, Jeremiah stood still seemingly undaunted by the flames. He roared his declaration, yelling that he would kill them all and swung his massive blade down upon [u]Fanilly[/u]. The Knight Captain sprung back to avoid it and that was all Jarde needed to get moving again. The Bandit King may already be good as dead but he could still take one or some of the knights down with him and that will not do.

Jeremiah swung at [u]Fanilly[/u] again but she avoided it with a timely duck and retaliated with a stab through the lower arm. The others had made their strikes as well with Jarde going for the human being's most common weakness. He leapt with his sickles and swung them into Jeremiah's neck, the two weapons driving into the Bandit King's flesh. Jeremiah was still burning though and the flames stung at Jarde, forcing him to pull away immediately.

The young knight's short range weapons meant he had to get really close for the attack. So close that parts of his apparel caught fire, Jarde only realizing it once he pulled away. "[color=yellow]Ah! Ah![/color]" Fortunately, he managed to put them all out before they spread and grew too strong via some vigorous patting and blowing.

Jeremiah, the Bandit King, Knight's Doom, began to fall. He was finally dead.

Jarde sighed in exasperation as he released his sickles, letting them hang from his arm. "[color=yellow]He's dead, right?[/color]"