While you were traveling down the road of the Land of Martial Tarts, the last thing you expected was to be ambushed by a group of Bamboo Bandits. You were just minding your business!

What felt like a sudden gust of wind went by, and, fortunately for you, the bandits were soon either knocked out in the ground or running for their lives.

Who stood there was a single Cookie sheathing his sword. "Tsk. What a waste of a blade for a group of misfits."