Heading in the direction the group was coming from, the man spotted a wolf-like creature with a sword. He could just make out what the creature was saying, and it sounded like a threat to that group.<span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: orangered">That must be the group I felt earlier...</span></span>The man walked closer, to the point he was only about twenty feet away, when he said,<span style="color: orangered">"HEY! It takes a fool to threaten such a group of travelers by oneself. Can you not see there are a dragon and elves, who should be able to take you easily? And...because I heard you threaten these folk, you will have to deal with <span style="font-weight: bold">ME</span>."</span>He drew his own sword and held it out, pointed toward the wanna-be bandit as he said this.<br/><br/>The man brought his sword back in, and let it drop with a mighty thud unexpected from a sword that size into the ground, where it buried itself about a foot and a half. He then cracked his knuckles and crossed his arms as he waited for a response.