"So, are you guys also bandits?" Kyle asked.
The two women looked at Kyle in terror and didn't answer.
They were focused on the blood all over his clothing.
"I'm a Fighter from the Stark Brotherhood," Kyle said. "I'm tasked with dealing with the bandits, and well, I'm done. So, yeah. Not sure how you feel about that."
The eyes of the two women opened wide.
"Y-you killed them?" one of them asked with a shaky voice.
"I mean, yeah. Just did my job," Kyle said as he awkwardly scratched the back of his head. "Sorry about that, I guess."
Then, the two women looked at each other in shock.
The next moment, the woman with the baby started to cry as she hugged her baby tightly.
'Sucks to lose a loved one, I guess,' Kyle thought as he awkwardly looked at them.
"Is it true? Did you really kill them?!" one of them shouted in shock.
"I mean, yeah," Kyle answered awkwardly. "So, you need an escort or something?"
