Maxwell watched the bolt fly past him as Many Colors landed on his shoulder once more, the psybird psychically sending him images of all the best angles of approach for a killing stroke on this final target. "I may have been born out of wedlock..." Maxwell said as he closed the last of the distance and drove his rapier through the bandit's heart. "...But at least I know who my father is." With that said, Maxwell withdrew his blade and watched the last man fall. Once he was sure the man was dead, Maxwell shook the blood from his weapon with two swift swings, sheathed his sword, had Many Colors fly off to inform Eren that the coast was clear, and then set about looting the weapons, armor, and valuables from the three fresh corpses.

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Many Colors flies onto Maxwell's shoulder and casts Resilient Friendship.

Maxwell closes to melee range and attacks the final bandit with his rapier, hitting with a [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/29945]24[/url] and killing with a [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/29946]19[/url].
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