"Thank you, Kate," Will said and steadied himself. The blood had rushed to his head, and he felt a bit dizzy. A moment of rest was all he needed then he began to help the other knights with the bandits. Apparently, there were more bandits other than the three from before. At least 20 of them occupied the camp, and all of them were battle ready. Weapons such as maces, broadswords, bows and arrows, and spears were being used. Will rushed at a bandit using a sword and parried the first attack. He went to thrust at the man's torso, but the blow was deflected. A slash came for Will's head. Quickly, he ducked and use the hilt of his sword to knock the bandit out. Even though the bandits were bad men, Will did not wish to spill blood unnecessarily.<br/><br/>Within the span of just a few minutes, all the bandits were either dead or injured. Or so Will thought. His opinion of the matter changed as an arrow lodged itself in his side. Will gasped and instinctively dropped his sword then reached for where the arrow hit. Blood was seeping out of the wound and he was slowly growing unconscious. The attacker was immediately taken care of, however, as a nearby knight cut him down. Everything was muffled and blurry as Will collapsed to the ground. Hypothetically, Will could probably handle a few more wounds. Being low on stamina from the fight and suffering from a blow to the head earlier caused him that state just after only one arrow.