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Katusa picked up his rapier and retrieved his dagger from the mans throat. Looking around he could see the few remaining bandits running into the forest. He sheathed his weapons and walked over to were a giant stood talking to a girl wearing a blood stained shirt. Inside he was furious with himself. He should have checked to see if anyone needed protecting before the battle had started. Now who knows what pain this girl would have to go through because of what had been done here today.

"It'll be alright, the shock will pass" The Gigantic man said to her. "It's not easy killing for the first time, and one of your own kind too, I'd say after this mess is cleaned up you leave with this caravan. No sense staying around where the memories of dead will haunt you."

Katusa nodded, what the man said made sense. "I am sorry ma'am. I have failed in my duties as a protector. I lost myself in the battle and thought only of myself instead of protecting you and any of the other people with this establishment." Katusa couldn't help being reminded of when his village had been destroyed when he was a child. The only reason he had become who he was now was because of that moment. Maybe some of the people here today would be sent on a similar path. He had to become stronger. If he was to protect everyone he had to become the best. Today was a failure for him but he would improve. It was at that moment that Katusa decided to enter the tournament.