Closing his eyes, he could feel a soft, low sound of footsteps behind him. Had to be a lady, due to the light feet and such. Raising his eyebrows to himself, he thought, Maybe my break will be over soon? Basking in the moonlight, he decided to make what was best of his break, and continued to rest. As the lady went onto the bridge, he looked on as the bandits leapt out onto her, jumping her. Standing up from the ground, he strolled over to the bridge as he looked on to the bandits with bored eyes.
"Let go of the woman, drop the money, drop your weapons, hands behind your head and on the ground. Oh god dammit, you know the usual drill." Palamedes said with a bored smile, as he crossed his arms across his chest, looking at the bandits. The bandits looked to him, noticing his young features and muscled body. Grinning, they sneered back at him, "Thought you are some kind of young hero, eh? Get him boys!"
Two of the bandits charged at him, with both swords raised in their hands, determined to run him over with their ferocity. Closing his eyes, he could hear the puffing of their breaths, he could feel the strain on their body. Moving his body barely a few centimetres, he felt the wind blow past him as the first sword missed. The bandit looked on with wide eyes as the man he was attempting to run through made no seen movement.