Yiming taps your spine, using the butt of his rifle like a cattle prod to push you forward. Then the horses whinnie and suddenly halt the caravan. Yiming swiftly steps in front of you to shield you from the bandits, whipping his rifle around to point towards the enemy. His voice is low and commanding as he points at the wooden deathtrap you hate riding in "Carriage--NOW!"
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