Demthios

Demthios hacked and slashed the bandits by himself without breaking a sweat. The bandits were no match against him as he is no ordinary Greek man. He plummets his sword through the bandit’s chest and shield bashed into other one’s head, cracking his neck. With the bandits dead around him as blood and weapons splayed the beach sands, he glance over at you in the wooden cage. He walked over to you before you held up your sharpened wood at him. He frowned Perhaps not a way to thank me, maláka.