No, it's my job! (Protect the Village|NDE|R)

”Uuuuuuuuuuuuugh” Raygin groaned as he leaned against a tree. He ended up just falling right on his butt instead of actually standing. The young man growled and slammed his hands into his forehead. ”Stupid stupid stupid…” Was all Ray could say. ”A-all of our food…g-gone…HOW!? CHACHA DEMANDS TO KNOW HOW THIS HAPPENED!?” Came a younger voice. Raygin moved his hands and looked at the young Shakalaka that was stomping his foot beside Ray. ”I’m sorry Chacha…I did not expect this to happen. That bird…got me off guard…” Ray confessed. The young creature jumped on Rays chest and grabbed him by the collar. ”A bird! A BIRD STOLE OUR FOOD!! W-what are we going to do Raygin!? Chacha needs his two hour snacks!” Chacha cried.

Ray pushed Chacha off of him and let out a groan. So, what exactly happened? Ray and Chacha had been walking along the road, no problems. In fact, it had been a perfect day. Ray was happy to be getting to his next destination soon. Chacha was just happy being Chacha. The two were having fun traveling, talking, joking, and just having a good time. That all ended when Ray heard a caw and felt a weight on his carrying sack. Ray heard Chacha shout in surprise and when Ray turned around, a huge black bird was rummaging through his bag. Both Ray and Chacha lunged at the bird, but it did not go well. Ray was wearing the bag so when he lunged it just moved the bird out of his way so he ended up headbutting Chacha. The little Shakalaka lay on the ground crying and rolling around as Ray finally got his pack off. He grabbed at the bird again only to have the crow suddenly breath fire at him. That caught Ray off guard, causing him to lean to the left and falling to his side. The bird smirked at him before it took as much food as it could from Rays pack and flew away.

Ray and Chacha chased the bird down the road before it vanished in the distance. And now here the two where, sitting and groaning. ”Chacha must know! Chacha must know if the big bad bird got all the food! TELL CHACHA!!” Chacha cried. Raygin growled and stood up quickly. ”Chacha! Be quiet!!” Raygin shouted. He was not in the mood to listen to Chacha being selfish. Chacha gave Ray a surprised look before pointing at him. ”Go! Get me food!” Chacha ordered before crossing his arms. ”Chacha needs sustenance before he can continue on his adventure to see the world!” Chacha said. Rays left eye twitched before he brought his leg up and stomped on Chacha. The little guy let out a pained ”CHAAAA” as he was hit. Ray then picked him up and began to walk.

Chacha is right though. I am not 100% sure we will make it to the next town with what we have left. We are lucky to have even what is left. One of us is going hungry tonight. Ray thought to himself as he walked. Before long, Chacha was back to his old self and resting on Rays shoulder. Both of them were talking for a tad bit, consulting what they were going to do. Ray convinced Chacha that they did have enough remaining food for the night which actually did little to calm Chacha down. He was over reacting to the shortage of food and also saying how he wanted to eat the bird. Actually, both he AND Ray wanted to eat that bird. It looked tasty. The road the two walked on seemed to be a commonly used road cut straight through a wooded area. Tiretracks and footprints on the trail let Ray know that this was a very commonly used road.

Ray and Chacha continued traveling down the road for another good couple of hours until the sun was beginning to dip down into the horizon. ”Let’s set up camp for the night and come up with a new plan, alright Chacha?” Ray asked his companion. ”Chacha wishes for a camp!” Chacha said. Ray and Chacha stopped by what looked to be a clearing beside the road. There were not as many trees in the clearing giving Ray enough room to set up both his tent and a fire. Ray spent a few minutes setting up the tent with Chacha, who just had to play with the tent poles. It took a bit longer than needed, but the two finally managed to pitch up the tent. Ray set up his bedroll, and a child sized one for Chacha. Ray exited the tent and removed his robe, as well as his sword, and put it in the tent. Ray was wearing his basic clothing, minus the bandages. Ray got to work on making a fire pit, while Chacha played with some sticks. It took Ray a few minutes, but he managed to get a fire going.

Ray smiled and sat down beside the fire. It was a nice feeling to finally sit down after a long day of walking. Ray smiled and enjoyed the warmth the fire was giving off. He leaned over and pulled his pack over and began to rummage through it. He pulled out what remained of the food. Half an apple, three pieces of jerky, and the canteens of water. ”Chacha! Come on over here…Chacha? What are you doing?” Ray asked as he suddenly looked at the little creature. Chacha was running towards Ray with a arm full of mushrooms. ”Raygin! Look what Chacha found! We have food for the night!” ”Uuuuh Chacha could you put those down? Seriously, put them down. Now.” Ray told him. Chacha quickly put them down, actually he dropped them. ”Chacha, you can’t just eat mushrooms. Some of them can really make you ill, even kill you. You gotta be more careful. There are even some mushrooms that will make you grow more mushrooms outta your body.” ”Really? That doesn’t sound good. HEY! You got some food?”

”Yeah, it isn’t much. So, do you want the apple and a piece of jerky?” Ray asked. Chacha quickly shook his head. ”No no no no no! Chacha demands each and every piece of meat.” Chacha spoke. ”No. You can have either have the apple and a piece of meat, or both pieces of meat.” Ray offered. ”Chacha demands all the meat because Chacha is the most deserving!” The little creature spoke. Ray gave him a dumbfounded look. ”And I’m the one who gets the food. So how does that make you more deserving?” Raygin asked. ”Chacha deserves more because Chacha is Chacha.” Chacha then reached for the food, attempting to snatch it away from Ray. ”Nope!” Ray said as he gave Chacha a decent uppercut , sending the Shakalaka into the air. Ray took a bite into the apple, enjoying the taste of the sweet fruit.

Chacha began to get up, and Ray handed him the pieces of jerky. Chacha blinked a few times and looked at Ray. The man smiled and shook the jerky towards Chacha. The little creature took them Thank you Raygin.” He said as he began to eat. Ray smiled as Chacha dug into his food, and Ray finished off the remained of his apple. Ray took a swig from his canteen and offered it to Chacha so he could have a drink as well. The Shakalaka took a drink and handed it back to Ray. ”Chacha wants to know, what is the plan Ray? You didn’t really tell me where we are going.” He asked. Ray smiled and took another drink of water. ”Well, we are heading to a town called Dalleyham. I heard they are having some troubles with wild animals so I thought we could head on over and give them a hand. They will be so grateful we will probably be paid and even given a free dinner and place to sleep!” Raygin told him.
Chacha tilted his head.

”Where did you hear about this?” Chacha asked ”Remember that last town we were in when we stayed at the inn? Well you were asleep in the room and I was still in the main room. I was thirsty and wanted a drink and ended up talking with the inn owner. I asked her if there was any work around and though she said no, she did tell me about this place we are heading. Seems the animals have been causing quite a bit of trouble, enough that even the inn keeper knew about it. So, that is why we are heading that way.” Raygin told Chacha. ”How do you even know we will get paid? What if it is already taken care of?” Chacha asked. Ray just shrugged and looked up at the night sky. ”So what? Even if I don’t get paid I will at least have the satisfaction of knowing I helped them out.” Ray told Chacha. ”You are such a sucker Raygin…” Chacha suddenly said. Ray quickly glared at him and Chacha backed up. ”W-what I mean is…with an attitude like that Raygin could be easily taken advantage of.”

”I aint going to do something I do not agree with Chacha.” Ray told him. Chacha relaxed and sat down beside Ray. The two sat in silence, just relaxing and enjoying each others companionship. ”Chacha is sleepy…” Chacha said and got to his feet. Ray smiled at him and got to his feet. He decided to head to sleep with his friend. Ray put out the fire and crawled into the tent. He removed his shoes and put them to the side of his tent with his pack and curled up into his bedroll. Chacha kicked him the side, making Ray elbow him. The two eventually got settled. ”Goodnight Raygin. ”Goodnight Chacha.” Ray replied.



When morning came Raygin let out a long yawn. He rubbed his eye and moved his hair out of the way. Long hair was annoying at times. Ray sat up and looked to his left. Chacha was still asleep, typical. Chacha was a late sleeper if he got the chance. Raygin sure did envy that. The man leaned forward and unzipped the tents entrance and crawled out. He let out a yawn as he looked around. The morning light made everything look peaceful. Everything was covered in dew and it smelt fresh. Ray stepped behind a tree and lowered his pants a little. He did his morning urination before heading back to the tent. At the moment all Ray had on was his pants. His hair was unbound so it fell down past his waist. He really needed to cut it, and soon. Without a shirt on the world could see how horrific Raygins body was. Sure, his body was muscular but what made it horrific where the scars and injuries.

Rays arms were covered in various scars of all shapes and sizes. He had a X shaped one slightly below his left shoulder. An extremely long one along his right forearm which was intersected by a bite mark. Rays mid body had even worse wounds. There was a massive bite wound on the right side of his body which served as a constant reminder of the dangers of what Ray hunted. A long scar ran down his back, a accidental wound his father dealt him in his childhood during a sparring match. Another one was a horrific burn scar that covered the area over his heart.

Ray heard a sound inside the tent and turned towards it. Chacha had woken up and stepped out of the tent. ”Morning Chacha. How did you sleep?” Ray asked. ”Chacha slept well. Chacha dreamed of donuts. Is there anything to eat Raygin?” Chacha asked. ”No, sorry, there isn’t. There is water though, and we have about three hours before we get Dalleyham. I will get us something to eat by the time we get there.” Raygin assured him. They spent about an hour disassembling the tent and getting ready to travel again. Ray and Chacha took a few drinks from a canteen and after they were ready, they took to the road. The two of them did not have much to say, mainly because it was morning.

After around three hours of walking Ray and Chacha made it to the outside of Dalleyham. ”We made it Chacha! Dalleyham dead ahead.” Raygin grinned. Chacha let out a groan. ”Chacha is hungry…” Chacha said. Ray smiled and assured him he would get them some breakfast as soon as they get into town. Ray removed his pack and rustled around in there. He pulled out a bunch of bandages and began to wrap them around his arms. ”Why do you do that?” Chacha asked. ”My scars put people off. Make people uneasy.” Raygin told him. After applying his bandages Ray and Chacha headed off into Dalleyham.

Ray and Chacha blinked in surprise when they entered the village. It was not…what they expected. The buildings were extremely dinky looking, they looked to be huts made from sticks. Animals were fenced in with frail rope, and the crops looked horrible. This village was a farming village, and not a very good one it seemed. The people in the village all wore canvas sacks which made them look extremely poor. ”Hey…Chacha.” ”Yeah?” ”These people…might need more help than we do…” Raygin whispered to Chacha. The Shakalaka nodded and they walked into the village. Ray walked right up to a villager, who looked at Ray in surprise. ”Hey! Do you know any place a traveler can spend some money on some food? My friend and I ran into a little trouble on the road and need something to eat. We have money, and willing to pay.” Ray told the man. He pointed to a slightly larger shack. Ray nodded and thanked him and headed over towards the shack.

When inside Ray noticed it was some sort of shop. A very small one. The man behind the counter seemed surprised to see Ray. Probably so since his shop probably did not get any business. Ray bought he and Chacha some bread. They ate the breads and sighed happily. ”Now then Chacha, lets go see if we can find these animals.” Raygin told Chacha. The Shakalaka nodded and followed behind Ray. The young man went up to villagers and tried to question them, but they ignored him. This surprised Ray and made him frown. Ray was getting nowhere until he heard something “Doesn’t anyone even know who requested help with the animal problem?” Raygin and Chacha turned towards the sound and headed towards it. What the voice said made Ray curious. Someone was here for the same reason as Ray was.

When Ray got to the scene he was greeted with a surprise. A woman that looked like a living lightning bolt. Raygin blinked and looked at her and noticed the look on people’s faces. ”Hey, you might wanna calm down lady. Scaring these people isn’t going to help you.” Raygin told her. The woman in front of him looked nice, but sexual attraction was the furthest from Raygins mind as he kept his eyes on the woman. There was a chance she could be dangerous, so Ray placed his hand on the sheath of his sword. Luckily his robe would cover his arms movement and conceal his weapon from Razia. Chacha, though, noticed what Ray was doing. ”Whoa whoa whoa! Chacha will not allow Ray to fight! Ray must get Chacha food!!” Chacha then looked at Razia and walked right up to her. ”You! Turn the sparky sparky super hair off right now! Chacha demands it!” Chacha demanded of Razia. Raygin stared right down at Chacha with a look of pure…derp.

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Raygin had made a number of poor decisions in attempting to deal with Razia right off the bat. The first mistake wasn’t one he could really help; he looked like a fighter. People didn’t just wrap up their arms in bandages for no reason, and cloaks weren’t exactly common among farmers. The bandages looked too extensive for injuries. Instead, they looked more like a stylistic choice. Only martial artists tended to think that kind of style was appealing, so it probably meant this guy knew how to fight. The cloak signified that he was probably used to being on the road. There was a pretty strong chance that this guy was dangerous based on his appearance. Even if he wasn’t dangerous, he definitely wasn’t from around here.

The second mistake he had made was in how he addressed Razia. He had called her “lady.” While Razia is indeed a female physically, she doesn’t appreciate being reminded of this fact. She’s a complete and utter tomboy, and saying she’s proud of this is a bit of an understatement. Her voice is normally around an alto-range in pitch. Both men and women can easily fall into that vocal range, so it would be impossible to distinguish her gender solely by her voice. Her appearance was also being concealed by the Aura of the Lightning Dragon, so Ray hadn’t been able to get a perfect look at her because of the electricity arcing across her body. How exactly Ray knew Razia was female was a mystery to her.

Normally, these mistakes would have led to Ray getting into a fight in pretty short order. Luckily for him, Razia was distracted by Chacha at the moment. She had never seen a Shakalaka before, so this creature was beyond bizarre to her. In fact, Razia had barely ever encountered any kind of animal. Having lived in the city for almost her entire life, she had mostly just dealt with domesticated animals and rats. The idea that there could be a sentient humanoid acorn was completely mindboggling to her. The Aura of the Lightning Dragon deactivated as she just stood there trying to figure out what this creature was. She had inadvertently agreed to Chacha’s request without even realizing it.

Now that the electrical sparks had faded away, Ray would be able to get a good look at Razia. He would instantly realize that “lady” had probably been the wrong word to use. Even if her outfit was from the Age of Technology, it was pretty clear that it was military garb. Her figure was incredibly petite, and any all of her curves were completely hidden beneath her clothes. Said clothes were rather unique, especially out in a rural farming village. Razia’s outfit consisted of a large gray camouflage jacket and matching pants. Under the jacket was a red tank top that tightly clung to her chest. Despite how tight of a fit it was, her small curves couldn't be seen beneath it. A black belt held the pants up. The other end of the pants fell over a black pair of ankle-high combat boots. In back, there would be an unnoticeable bulge in the top of her pants where her B92FS rested. It was unnoticeable because the jacket covered it.

Razia’s face was a mile away from ladylike; her features were androgynous, she wasn’t wearing any makeup, and her face was a slightly dirty from two days of travelling. Her hair was a sandy blonde and normally fell to just above her shoulders, but she still had a bad case of bedhead going at the moment. There wasn’t any obvious feminine quality visible on Razia at the moment. The only thing that usually gave her away was her smooth skin, but that was covered in a speckling of dirt. Perhaps Raygin would think he was mistaken about Razia’s gender since her appearance was more like that of a teenage boy than that of a woman.

Several moments passed before Razia’s bewilderment regarding Chacha faded. Her mind finally processed what both Ray and Chacha had said. She decided that ignoring Chacha was probably the best course of action. He didn’t look like a threat in the slightest, but the man could be a problem. In an unusual moment of caution, Razia decided to respond to Raygin politely. “Sorry if I startled you Mister…” she paused, waiting for the man to reply with his name. Regardless of whether he did or not, she continued on. “I’m Razia, and I’m here on official Angel Wing business. It’s pretty clear that neither of us is from Dalleyham, so I’m guessing you’re here to help with the animal problem as well. Let’s call it a 50-50 reward split and work together, since I’ve got a bad feeling that us fighting would end poorly for everyone involved.”


Stamina: 28/28
+1 from resting

Chacha looked on at Razia as she began to power down. He nodded in satisfaction and looked back at Raygin and said ”She! She understands the greatness of Chacha. Much better than you do at least.” Chacha laughed. Raygin looked at Chacha with an irked look before looking up at Razia. He was relieved to see that this person had powered down their magic. Ray smiled and waved and then blinked. Why did he call this person a girl? Now that Ray thought about it this person looked a little like a guy and a little like a girl. But he looked way more like a girl in Rays eyes. So, Ray would continue to refer to Razia as a girl unless told otherwise.

When the woman talked Ray smiled and removed his arms from his clock and crossed his arms. ”It’s nice to meet you Razia. My name is Raygin. Raygin Akamaru. And you’re right, I aint from around here. I’m something of a traveler you could say and yes I am here to help out with the animal problem. A inn a couple of miles away let me know about this place so here I am here to help.” Ray said as he took a breath. ”Split the reward? Why not I don’t mind.” Ray said with a grin. ”Hold on! Chacha is not okay with splitting the money! Chacha deserves all the money!!” Chacha hollered before Ray stepped on him and pushed him into the ground.

”Chacha shut up.” Raygin said to him as he ground Chacha into the ground despite the Shakalakas protest. Raygin was about to say something again when there was a new voice that interrupted what he was going to say. Raygin turned his head and looked at the youth who spoke to him. ”I don’t think we were going to fight…” Raygin said with a slight smile. When the man said to follow Raygin followed who was followed by Chacha who was coughing up dirt.

Ray followed the man into the hut and eyed the elder sitting inside. He looked like what a village elder should look like. Ray walked in and leaned against the wall nervously since he did not want to fall through it. He listened quietly to what the village said and blinked in surprise. Chacha, who was sitting right in front of the elder, had no sort of response. ”So…the mission was falsely advertised because of the money situation and is far worse than it actually is? Oh man….I was hoping I would get to keep what I killed though…” Raygin complained. So Ray crossed his arms and pondered the situation. He then smiled and nodded. ”Don’t worry grandpa, I am gonna stay and help you.” Ray said with a grin.

”B-but Raygin! The money isn’t enough…FOOD!” Chacha objected, which resulted in Ray stepping on his face. Ray was going to say something when he heard the commotion outside. He turned and looked outside and saw what was happening. He quickly side stepped and presses himself against the wall to hide himself from view then looked at Razia. ”Hey! What do you think we should do?” Ray asked in a whisper.

Razia said nothing further as the villager interrupted them. There was no need to respond to Raygin. He had agreed to work together, and that was all that was needed. The little creature, which was apparently named Chacha, didn’t look like it was of any consequence. Razia continued to ignore it. The Lightning Dragon Slayer calmly followed the villager and “traveler” over to the elder’s hut ant entered it. The two mages taking the request were informed that it was not monsters they would be dealing with, but bandits. This seemed to trouble Raygin a bit. Apparently he lived off what he killed or some such nonsense. Razia was just here because it was a job. What she had to beat up to complete the job didn’t matter much. Ray responded with: ”Don’t worry grandpa, I am gonna stay and help you,” while Razia simply nodded in agreement.

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It was only a moment after those words were spoken that a considerable ruckus started outside. The elder clarified that this was the bandits, and that was all the info Razia needed. She was going to make sure these bandits wouldn’t come back ever again. It was clear to her why this village was so poor now. Wild animals couldn’t be responsible for so much impoverishment. These bandits had probably been milking this village dry for years and years. It wasn’t permissible. Angel Wing was a guild dedicated to justice, and this Angel was ready to enforce it. If the bandits were responsible for driving this village this far into poverty, their crimes were in the category of completely despicable. The punishment would be death.

Before Raygin could even ask his question of Razia, she had already disappeared out onto the street. She was aglow with electricity once more, and her face showed nothing but rage. While Razia wasn’t very skilled in being intimidating, her presence right now would be enough to strike fear into the hearts of any weak-willed bandits. In a fluid motion that was likely faster than ye average bandit could follow, Razia drew gun and stepped forward towards the bandits once. With a bang, a bullet left the barrel of her B92FS, headed straight for the forehead of the nearest bandit. There was only about 25 feet between the door of the hut and the nearest bandit, so it was a pretty easy shot. Considering the bullet moved at a speed of 25, it would likely be hard for the bandit to avoid getting shot in the head.

Whether or not the bullet found its mark was irrelevant. Razia followed up with some words for the bandits. “If you leave now, you can live. If you stay, you die.” It was a simple message, devoid of anything that didn’t need to be there. While Razia wasn’t the most intimidating mage in the world, she certainly should be more than enough to scare off a few bandits. She was the type that knew exactly what to do and say to strike fear into someone’s heart. She wasn’t especially skilled, but she definitely had a knack for it that most did not. Most of the bandits probably couldn’t even use magic, so the fact that Razia was glowing with electricity probably helped her case quite a bit.

Deep down, Razia wanted to kill each one of the bandits. It was the only way to ensure that they never did any more harm to this village. Sadly, there was a near zero percent chance that she could survive taking them all on at once. Even if this traveller was strong, they wouldn’t be able to take on 15 bandits all by themselves. That’s why she had tried this attempt at merely scaring most of them off. If it was successful, they’d hopefully be left with a more manageable number of bandits to deal with. If she was lucky enough for this to work, Razia might just be able to walk away from this job in one piece.

Raygin, honestly, could not believe what Razia just did. There had to be at least five full grown men standing outside, and this androgynous person just walked right out without giving a crap. The complete lack of planning had caught Raygin off guard, and the sound of the gunshot and her command made him groan. ”No plan…” was all he could say. It wasn’t that he was scared of the bandits, no, that was the farthest from the truth. The problem was the numbers. There was five of them, and two of them, and probably even more bandits around. Bandits never travelled alone. Chacha had dug himself out of the ground and was hiding on the other side of the wall and peeking out. ”What should we do Raygin?” The Shakalaka asked.

Ray just sighed. There was no way he could let Razia do this by herself, his pride wouldn’t let him. He heard the bandits offer and had a sinking suspicion that they might try to pull something. So Ray stepped out of the hut and went to stand behind Razia. Ray looked at the bandits before giving them a smile and waving. ”Hiya! Listen, if it isn’t too much trouble could ya leave this village alone? Seriously, look at them then look at yourselves. Look back at the village then back to yourselves. You guys are fat and healthy, these people are starving and sick. Where is the pride, the fun, in ransacking a desolate place like this? There isn’t any thrill. You’re basically just stealing from a bunch of sickly babies.” Raygin told them.

Chacha came out behind Ray and climbed up on his shoulder. This was a odd site. You had a young man wearing a full body cloak, with bandages on his face and red eyes, with a Shakalaka sitting on his shoulder. Raygin cast a glance to each of the bandits and said ”So does this offer apply to me as well?” Raygin asked them. He wasn’t going to let Razia fight by herself, and he wasn’t going to let the job get done without his help. ”The great Chacha will fight the fattest one right now! You have no chance against the great and wonderful Chacha! Not you fatty, not any of you!” Chacha hollered. ”Shut up Chacha!” Raygin shouted. ”No! You shut up the Great Chacha demands you hush and be awed by my greatne-Ray what are you doing!?” Chacha screamed as Ray proceeded to punt him over the bandits and into the woods.

    “Of course, if you don’t want to fight me, I totally understand. No one wants to get their ass kicked by a little girl after all,” Razia sealed the bandit leader’s fate with that one sentence. If she had said anything else to try and taunt the Leader into fighting then it would not have worked like she wanted it too. However with that one sentence Razia sent the other bandits into fits of laughter and mockery of the bandit leader saying stuff along the lines of him being scared of a girl as well as he couldn’t call himself the bandit leader if he let the girl win. Much more was yelled out but it was all silenced with a rough yell. “SHUT UP” was all the bandit had to say to silence the howling mob of bandits. “If this little pipsqueak of a girl wants to fight the big man himself then she can fight me”. He then looks back at Razia and still talking in a loud voice so everyone can hear. “But when I’m done picking your crumpled and broken body from off the ground I will throw you to the pack to do whatever they want with you. How would you like that boys, you want to play with her?" This gets the mob catcalling and looking at Razia as if she was a piece of meat to devour.

    “Burben the boy wants to play go have fun don’t beat him to quickly I want to watch after I get done with this girl of his” the leaders says with a sideways nods towards Ray. This sets the big linebacker bandit on a straight line towards ray swinging his two axes as he runs. The leader motions for the other bandits to make a ring around both him and Razia so they can brawl without getting in the way of the fight of Burben and Ray. If Razia and Ray allow this then they will be separated. It’s a lose lose situation, if they let themselves become separated then they will not have the help of the other one, but if they don’t allow themselves to be separated by the mob of weak bandits then who knows what disaster that could bring.
     If that doesn’t send Razia into a killing frenzy then nothing would. However if she keeps her cool then she and Ray would find a couple minutes later that the other bandits except for the linebacker bandit who was on a bee line straight for Ray the 4 was encircling Razia so that she may fight the leader This ring was only about 30 feet in diameter but that’s all that was called for in a slug match. The leader then would make his way into the ring and goes into a defensive position with his arms in front of his chest and slightly raised to help cover his head much like the defensive position of a pro boxer. Then he proceeds to say “let’s see what you got princess” and waits for a response.

Leader :
Body: 25
Mind:25
Soul:0
HP:( head=25 )(rest=50)
Stamina25
Senses50





Burben:
Body: 35
Mind:15
Soul:0
HP:(head=35)(rest=70)
Stamina15
Senses50

Perfect. Razia's plan had gotten her the exact result she wanted. The leader had agreed to her conditions without questioning them. Of course, this was owed to Razia's quick thinking. The nature of her challenge created a condition in which her plan was sure to succeed. The bandit leader could not possibly step down from the challenge so long as he would lose face with his men. The result was indeed desirable actions, but the words within them caused Razia's blood to boil evermore. The leader had insinuated that he would defeat Razia, and the Lightning Dragon Slayer wasn't ready to believe he could manage that. Worse still, the leader's words implied that Razia would be raped if she lost. This was a consequence that she was unwilling to accept. The situation left only one option: win.

Razia watched calmly as the ring of bandits circled around both the leader and herself. The cloaked man would be on his own against the crazed axe wielder, but that wasn't Razia's concern. Her goal was to get the bandits to leave, and that would be accomplished by defeating the leader. As far as she was aware, the outcome of the other brawl didn't matter. Her mind was entirely on her own predicament. This bandit leader, despite his status, didn't seem to be that powerful. His movements were a bit slower than Razia's own, and he seemed to be a little slow to react thus far.

It would appear that the Angel would have to make the first move, and she would be happy to do so. The leader's last jab at her, calling her “Princess,” had pushed her over the edge. Having grown up in a street gang, rape jokes were something she was used to. Being called Princess was not exactly something she was used to. That novelty was the last straw. At this point, the leader was already in a boxing stance, and this told Razia she wouldn't have to try too hard to win. A boxing stance either meant he was a trained boxer or an untrained brawler. Boxers only knew how to use half their body, and brawlers didn't know hot to use any of it. He might be strong and he might be decently fast, but he wouldn't be on par with a trained martial artist.

Her plan of attack was a simple one. She was still holding her pistol, but that was against the conditions she had set. Her B92FS was replaced in the back of her pants, and her jacket was discarded to the ground. The baggy attire would only get in her way while fighting. Now her toned arms were exposed to the air, and judging by appearances alone, it would be clear that Razia was no princess. She was a fighter, through and through. With that done, she slowly advanced towards the bandit leader. She did not need a fighting stance, for Jeet Kun Do taught one to be able to fight from any position. It was likely that her calmness might unnerve the leader. Upon reaching kicking range of the bandit leader, her focus was entirely on her own defense. Her attack was a simple front snap kick aimed for the bandit leader's left leg (29 speed, 21 damage potential). It wasn't an attack meant to end anything, but rather, it was an attack designed to test the waters and make sure her anger hadn't clouded her judgments too much.

Stamina: 27/28
-1 for the kick