The booth had collapsed to the ground in that brief confrontation. And Amari had managed to kill one of them in that short time. The inhabitants of the other booths came out to watch the issue as it happened.
Through the corner of his eyes, he analyzed most of them. Rich, powerful and apathetic. Some of them assessed him with amicable eyes. They were either pretending or appreciated the fact that he killed one of the bandit commanders.
He put his bets on the second.
"You really are strong enough to kill Jyn." Eliss admitted, "You dealt with whats-his-name so easily."
Amari snorted, flicking the blood off the blade. "I wasn't bluffing earlier. You only had to correctly determine that, but now you've lost valuable manpower,"
"We aren't quite done just yet, Raion'shalang. There are still eleven of us remaining,"
"9 of which I can defeat easily,"
