Erthenia

Jimmy dramatically twirled his weapons in both hands. "Didn't even break a sweat. But don't be upset," he said to Axe. "I've spent half a dozen years hacking away at ferocious monsters. Guys like you are no match for me. Although, maybe you're not a bad warrior here. He sat down next to Axe and carefully kicked his weapon aside. "Here's my advice. Friendly advice, since you didn't chicken out and fought me honestly. Don't hang around with your buddy if he's causing trouble. What if he does something that brings a wave of consequences down on you? What if he crosses someone, and then you have to look over your shoulder for the rest of your life until you finally get a knife in the gut? Do you need that? Think about it. And now, I'm going to leave you alive, quietly walk away, and we'll forget about this and never see each other again. Deal? Nod if you agree. Okay, you don't have to nod." The knight slowly, without any unnecessary movements, headed towards the exit of the alley, glancing at the hostile guys. "Oh, one more thing. If you're really upset about what happened to your friend, find the one who left the contract in the mercenary guild. And you can count his ribs."