As it turned out, Scar was right.
If one or two bandit groups attacking us was a coincidence, then five of them attacking over the course of the trip was too much of a coincidence.
It was clear that there was someone behind them who had commanded them to attack us.
It really was a good thing that Scar was here with us.
Scar had not been lying about his ability to fight. He was only a bit weaker than Shaka, but that more than allowed him to rampage among these bandits who were untrained fighters.
While Shaka fought as a warrior, attacking head on, Scar was more of a rogue.
He pulled out daggers that he used to fight with, but at the same time, he stayed in the back and threw out hidden weapons at the bandits that came close.
By the time that the bandits realized that there were hidden weapons coming at them, they had already been stabbed by them.
