Neato stood firm in the scorching desert, his eyes narrowed as he watched the bandits surround him. The leader, Onyx, shouted, "Kill him!" The bandits charged forward on their horses, brandishing daggers with deadly intent.
In a swift motion, Neato drew his two pistols. With precise aim, he shot the three bandits charging directly at him. They fell from their horses, their bodies hitting the ground with a sickening thud. Neato leaped into the air, kicking another bandit off his horse before firing a bullet straight into the bandit's skull.
Neato holstered his pistols and drew his sword in one fluid motion. With lethal grace, he slashed through three more bandits. Blood sprayed across the desert sands, the crimson contrasting starkly with the pale dunes. The remaining bandits, terror evident in their eyes, turned their horses and fled.
"Come back! What are you doing?!" Onyx screamed after his retreating men, but they were already disappearing into the horizon.
Neato strode over to Onyx, his movements deliberate and menacing. With a powerful kick, he knocked Onyx off his horse. Onyx fell to the ground, scrambling to get away. Neato loomed over him, his sword glinting in the harsh sunlight.
"Take my sword," Neato commanded coldly.
Onyx, tears streaming down his face, stammered, "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry!"
Neato's expression remained impassive as he kicked Onyx again, this time forcing him onto his back. He climbed on top of Onyx, pressing the point of his sword against the bandit's chest.
"Where did it go wrong?" Onyx choked out, his voice trembling.
Neato's eyes bore into Onyx's as he replied, "The moment you tried to rob me." With a swift, merciless thrust, he drove the sword into Onyx's chest.
Onyx's body jerked once, then went still. Neato stood up, blood dripping from his sword, and surveyed the carnage around him. The desert was silent except for the faint rustle of the wind.
CHAPTER 28 ENDS HERE