The Knight wasn't entirely sure what just transpired, but he trusted her so far. He looked to the men and then back to Annika, and gave a nod. "Stay down," he whispered, and hefted his shotgun. He could feel her gaze on his back as he held the gun, knowing shooting them with it could likely call forth a multitude of other Vuldroks. But one look from him showed her he had a plan. 

He stepped carefully and slowly as the men conversed, two of them on the left beside the stream and the other on their right, back to Orion. He made it close to ten meters before the talking one noticed him, and he went from jovial to afraid just in time for Orion's shotgun butt to strike him in the head, knocking him out cold. The other two heard the thump and turned, one still urinating and the other with his pants still down. 

"I could have gone my life without seeing that," He said to them, and when they reached down to lift their trousers, or potentially to grab weapons, Orion raised his shotgun barrel in warning. That stopped both of them in their tracks. Standing there, Orion could see the Xenophobia of these raiders. Even if they weren't butchers of serfs or standing there with their genitals out, they had a wild, savage look to them. Ungroomed and stinking of blood and vinegar. 

The two raiders looked at one another, their hands still above their waists for a moment, but both close to realizing that if he were to shoot one of them, the report would echo across the forest. At that moment, Sister Annika bore witness to what made a Knight such as Orion so dangerous. To everyone's surprise in but a moment, he dropped the shotgun. In less than a second, without halting to process, he grabbed his sword and ripped it out of his sheathe. 

Both of the Vuldrok's were mortally wounded before the shotgun hit the tough grass, making an 'X' slash that cut the throat of the left one and tore off apart of the right raider's face. Save for their blood gurgles, they were silent kills. Orion casually grabbed the left man's shirt to keep his corpse from splashing into the stream as it appeared it was about to. 

"Was that sufficient?" he called to the Confessor. 
[@Penny]