He sent back his polite pleasure at being amusing for the Queen, disappointment at the Princess declining, and then heading down toward the camp. He pulled up the illusion of his 'formal' armor, and pulled the helm down, so it was fully protecting his head and face, leaving him looking out between the 'fangs' of the dragon helm.<br/><br/>He walked up to the gate without any hurry, drawing a random weapon from his weapon master gauntlets, and found himself holding a handaxe. "And now I can't draw any more weapons from this. This might be fun."<br/><br/>As he stepped out of the shadows, he heard a cry of alarm from the walls, and took off for the gates at a run. He didn't do anything flashy, he simply ran up to the gate, and then ran UP the gate, using his enhanced strength and agility to go from running on the ground to the wall through sheer momentum, before doing an elegant back flip over the gate to land in the middle of the compound. Considering that it looked like he was in full plate armor, the bandits might be busy shitting on themselves, seeing a man wearing nearly fifty pounds of armor cover the hundred feet to the wall, run up and then flip over it nearly ten feet and land lightly in the compound before the guards got an arrow.<br/><br/>He then waited, letting them attack first, before using his 'water' movement to get out of the way of the first shots, and then began to elegantly remove the bandits that tried to kill him.