βHey, pick on someone your own size,β a voice said behind Meik. His grin couldn't get wider. 'Of course, someone had arrived. He's a bit late though.' He looked at the two converse to each other as she realized that the upper arm of the bandit's leader was sliced. He had horror of blood being shed as his face was marked by disgust. Either way, he thought that there is nothing that he could help about. He quickly profited of the one that was holding the dagger near his neck was to disarm him, quickly jabbing into one's stomach to make him lose his breath for a moment. He took the bandit's weapon.
Meik quickly joined into his hero fight; he couldn't miss the occasion for a bit of fun in duo. Even though he didn't like blood, he judged that the situation call for some injuries. He assured of the stranger's back as he thought that the stranger would assure his. He sliced some of the bandits' arm as they winced on the ground in pain, but he most often knock them out of consciousness. After the small battle, he let out a small sigh, looking towards the stranger.
βHey, thank you very much. For a moment, I thought I might be roasted for a moment.β He said with still a smirk, and offered a hand to shake. βMy name is Meik; it is nice to meet you. And you are?β By nature, he was curious, even if he came alone. He thought that if he made acquaintance with people that will be around the festival, it will be easier for him to be innocent if he is ever seems to be innocent. Besides, a good first impression is always the best, right? Either way, he kept the dagger he had stolen from the bandit, thinking it might be good to have two of them.