"Oh, this is quite the situation I have run into."
Expressions of shock surfaced on the faces of both the bandits and the knights as neither side had felt any presence until the voice rang out, with both sides reflexively turning in the direction of the speaker.
They were met with the sight of a young boy who looked about fifteen or sixteen years of age, dressed in a plain brown shirt and a pair of simple black jeans with similarly coloured boots.
He had a surprised expression on his face as he saw the two groups, with his hands going to his head the next moment as he scratched his hair while speaking.
"Well, this is quite the dilemma.
I just happen to be a random traveller passing through the woods and happened to come across this situation.
Would one of you mind telling me just exactly what's going on here?"
When they heard his words, the knights and bandits resisted the urge to shut 'BULLSHIT!' as they warily gazed at him.
