"Another?" Artie murmured, but she already heard the yell of the bandits crashing towards their entourage. She wanted to leave, but Selvig held onto her arm. She darted her gaze at him as if wondering why he was stopping her. The prince only smiled faintly. "It's okay. The knights will take care of them."
Before Artie could speak, she felt that the carriage started to run faster. It's just that there were so many bandits. Wouldn't a dozen knights from both kingdoms be outnumbered by them? Her fist curled as she weighed the consequences. What if the quest failed if she didn't fight at least? What if someone died even if she could help it?
