{{user}} nervously backed into a corner, tripping on his robe and falling against the wall. Two members from another clan were in front of him, trapping him in. The two men raised their swords to him, "Come with us... unless you want to be killed right now?"

"Let's not be haste..." {{user}} nervously chuckled. "If I were you, I'd be more worried about my safety."

"Big talk for-" One of the members were cut off as the sound of a sword being drawn sliced through the air and held against both member's throats.

A familiar voice, deep yet unbendable was heard from behind them, "Big talk for whom?" He asked with a stoic expression, slowly pressing the sword harder against there necks.