Zandra nodded instantly, she would win. She would have to win. She rubbed her arms where the rope had been, she expected there would be bruising later on. She looked around at the rest of the bandits with their bows and arrows up, she then turned back to the leader. "Right into second place? Your men must be jealous that a girl has a chance to have a spot over them." She turned once more to look at the men, wanting to see their reactions.