Kaliv grinned, side-stepping to avoid another arrow - peering around to find the source - he found it, a bow-wielding bandit, situated on a small hill to his left. He flicked out his pistol, gunpowder blasted out the end as a bullet shuddered into the man. He quickly seathed it again, just in time to deflect a sword-blow. He grunted, shifting his feet and twirling on his foot, the point of his rapier gashed the man across the chest - who yelled out in pain. Giving the Prince an opening to neatly slice his jugular.
"Pff, the whole bandit thing really WAS compensating for somthing, you fight like women!" He blinked, then turned to the women in his group, then smiled a dazzling grin. "No offence to you loveley ladies, of course."
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