The bandits listened in silence, and a few of them dropped their heads in shame. The large bandit was right; they were the best archers on this side of the lake, and one archer had unsettled them. The bandits felt ashamed as they hung their heads.
"Now get your heads out of your asses! I won't let one archer and a small village ruin my reputation! It disgusts me! Kill those bastards or I will kill you!" His words were laced with coldness. The words he had spoken were valid and cruel.
The bandits shivered in fear as they heard his last words. The group quickly scurried away and back into positions. They would rather face the unknown archer than the boss. None of the bandits was able to disobey his command; after all, none of them were on the same level of skill as him.