Just as Damian had expected, the display of strength had worked in their favor. The brigands who had earlier attacked them were still groaning on the floor, while the leader of the group looked at Damian and Maurice with a surprise and reluctant respect.
Damian and Maurice exchanged quick, satisfied glances. Their plan had unfolded exactly the way they had hoped.
The leader of the group finally stepped forward, brushing the dust from his robes as if reclaiming his authority over the room.
"I am Mantis," he announced with a confident tone. "And this brigand group is known as The Stealers."
His sharp eyes studied both Damian and Maurice carefully.
"You two fight exceptionally well," he continued. "That is the only reason I am allowing you to join us. But remember this, do not create such chaos again in the future."
Damian bowed his head slightly in acknowledgment.
