Old Man Leopold stood behind Kaito, Naomi, and Kaori as they prepared for battle. The bandits, led by a confident leader, gathered in front of them, the tension thick and palpable. The jungle around them seemed to hold its breath, the usual cacophony of wildlife falling silent in anticipation.
The first bandit's eyes gleamed with recognition. "I know those girls. They're from the Ouroboros Sisters Guild."
The bandit leader sneered, his lips curling in disdain. "Ouroboros Sisters Guild? Those body paint girls? Pfft, what do they know about fighting?"
The first bandit looked visibly anxious, his eyes darting nervously. "Yes, but they're one of the top ten guilds in Neo-Tokyo City! We shouldn't underestimate them."
The bandit leader grinned dismissively, his confidence unwavering. "Underestimate? You think those paint-wearing show-offs can take us on? No adventurer survives against us!"
