This Advancement, Will Not Be Stopped

*is not sorry in the slightest* heh owo

mAMoru MAtE

I CAME ON TO LOOK AT MY DRAFTS AND I SAW YOURS AND I JUsT

“What the hell are you doing here, you creep?!”

Things had gone from good to bad in a mere few seconds. They'd been walking home after training out in the trees, and those same trees had concealed what was now a serious threat. He supposed it wasn't that bad; he'd faced bandits before, after all, not to mention the plethora of machines, monsters, and other oddities that sprung up frequently enough over the years. This, though, was different, because an ambush was still an ambush regardless of who or what the opponent was. Caught off guard and already weary for wear was not a good way to begin a two-on-ten battle, even for Spada, and despite his immense skill he possessed, he knew he'd have to be careful.

Looking over at Ruca, he could only hope his friend knew the same thing. (Then again, Ruca was always cautious, even when it was unnecessary. There wasn't much worry there.)

Still, Spada was confident that the bandits would finish with nothing less than a brutal, crushing defeat, and nodding once to the boy beside him, he rushed in to meet a rather heavy-set man careening towards them. Feinting, he stepped aside and moved to slash once from the right, ducking beneath the swing of an axe and slashing again with his left. The man, momentarily blinded by pain, left himself open and Spada leapt on him, finishing him off, before turning on his heel to face his next victim.