8″The King had been on his way home from the latest battle, one he was obviously victorious in, when a group of bandits attacked his carriage and spoiled his good mood. He pulled his sword as he leapt from the carriage to protect himself. Some bandits realize their mistake and flee back to their camp, while he cuts down the rest “Insolent thugs… wretched imbeciles… I should track and dispose of the lot of them…”
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