Under the glow of the setting sun, the two marauders descended their horses and started discussing how their boss would reward them handsomely once they brought him Emery's head, the solid proof that the final Ambrose and chrutin kid had died. They talked as if they hadn't noticed the boy in front of them stared at them with eyes full of intent to kill while holding an axle.
Emery listened intently to every word they said but all he had gotten was that their master was male, the rest were about women and money. He needed to find out who and why they had massacred everyone in the place he had called home. Picking up a stone from the ground, Emery threw it to the noisy marauder and hit straight the forehead.
The companion laughed and said, "Wahaha, you got hit by a boy! Look at you bleeding, hahaha!"
The first marauder punched the other and said, "I'll kill you for laughing at me."
"Huh? Do you want to fight here n—"
