In the cold night of the bandit camp, Leon laid sleeping in his cage. Apparently when he had his memories he liked to sleep in a cage due to his sleep rampages he went on. At least that was what The Bandit King said, and Leon not remembering his past believed. So he laid their in the night asleep. Until he heard something, something right outside of his tent. He sprung up from his slumber and peered at the entrance. From there he saw no person, only a glow. That glow pierced through the roof of the tent and landed right next to Leon's cage.
It was an arrow, and it was covered in flames. The flames smothered Leon's tent baptizing it. If Leon didn't get out of there soon he would be baptized along with the tent. Using his fishman strength and the adrenaline that pumped through his veins, he bent the metal bars keeping him in. From there he quickly jumped out and ran out of the tent. Once outside he began looking around to see just what had attacked him. He was in a bandit camp, there must at least be a raid going on.
He didn't see anyone though, other than the other bandits around him. They encircled him and from the looks of it, they weren't too happy that Leon had escaped. "What's going on?" Leon asked looking at who he had believed to be his comrades.
"We're getting rid of a monster." One of them said as they raised their weapons. "You!"
WC: 265
It was an arrow, and it was covered in flames. The flames smothered Leon's tent baptizing it. If Leon didn't get out of there soon he would be baptized along with the tent. Using his fishman strength and the adrenaline that pumped through his veins, he bent the metal bars keeping him in. From there he quickly jumped out and ran out of the tent. Once outside he began looking around to see just what had attacked him. He was in a bandit camp, there must at least be a raid going on.
He didn't see anyone though, other than the other bandits around him. They encircled him and from the looks of it, they weren't too happy that Leon had escaped. "What's going on?" Leon asked looking at who he had believed to be his comrades.
"We're getting rid of a monster." One of them said as they raised their weapons. "You!"
WC: 265