AHH!
A sword flashed. The bandit chief's right arm was severed at the wrist, blood spurting as he let out a miserable shriek.
"Boss!"
The surrounding bandits were aghast to see their leader lose an arm.
"Damn it!" The bandit leader snarled. He leaped onto his horse and roared through gritted teeth, "There's an expert here! Retreat!"
Saying this, the bandit leader spurred his horse and fled into the distance without a backward glance.
"Run quickly!"
Seeing their leader flee, the remaining bandits turned deathly pale. They cried out and scattered in all directions, escaping towards the distance. Some even dropped their weapons, wishing they had three legs to run faster.
"Where do you think you're going? Captain Fang, let's chase them down and wipe out these bandits!" a hot-blooded young escort declared, ready to give chase.
Captain Fang waved his hand, stopping them. "Don't pursue a desperate foe; be wary of traps."
