The Bandits Roughed Sadic

Sadic ran towards the screams. They sounded familiar to him. There he was in a clearing tied to a tree, with one black eye and a swollen lip. His golden armor was heaped in a pile beside him. The bandits had clearly been camping here a while. Among the other stolen treasures Sadic could see peasants' cookpot and an old woman's thick leather gloves. A tiny bird flitted down from the trees and landed on the tip of Sadic's sword. He looked into the wild eyes of the bandit who saw his throat tremble under his blade. 'They are defeated I will bring them to Camelot for justice,' he said.