In a low yet menacing tone, he spoke to them, "You'd better hand over all the money you have, or you'll die." His voice was hoarse yet charismatic, making his threat feel very real.
Gareth, who had seemed relaxed until now, frowned and asked skeptically, "Bandits, huh?" His eyes looked at them with a mix of amazement and slight amusement.
Twirling a dagger in his hand, he glanced at the bandit standing before him, who appeared to be the leader of the group.
The bandit leader, hearing Gareth's mocking tone, raised his head slightly. "Yes, we are the Barefoot Bandits. So, if you want to live, think twice before trying to fight us. Surrender, or die."
Liam surveyed the situation seriously, but Gareth, with his mocking smile, merely looked at them with contempt. "Barefoot, you say? Seriously? You're nothing more than armed beggars, just a bit more daring," he sneered with a laugh.
