Kian and the bandit leader stood opposite each other, looking at each other. "You're not bad for a bandit." Kian said, clapping his hands.
The bandit leader spit on the ground, "What the hell kind of butler are you!" He shouted as cold sweat was dropping from his brows.
Frantically looking around, but the only thing he saw was utter devastation, corpses everywhere, and most houses had collapsed or were burning.
Kian smirked, seeing Luciano and Kafele sitting on a nearby rooftop; he shook his head. "Time to finish this; my lord is waiting," he stated loud enough for the duo to hear.
They looked surprised and glanced at each other. Then at the same time their mouths agape. "Shit, we were so engrossed in the fight we completely forgot about that!" Kafele said, jumping upright and rushing out of the camp.
With Luciano tailing close behind, Kian sighed. "They still have a lot to learn," he muttered, grasping the handle of his dagger tightly and staring straight at the bandit captain.
