[Quest Progress Made]
[Level 11 Bandit Dead.]
[EXP Acquired: +1700]
[Luck Bonus Applied: Critical Hit]
[Bandit Killed: 1 / 5]
The battlefield went silent for a micro-second. The Temple Guardian who was about to be stabbed looked at the dead bandit, then at Leo. The two Level 19s had already paused their attacks, staring at the boy who had just casually no-looked decapitated his bandit.
Leo blinked. He looked at his sword, and then looked at the dead guy.
"Ahemm!" He straightened up, clearing his throat and smoothing his coat. He bowed slightly to the stunned Guardian.
"Oops," Leo said, his voice carrying in the sudden quiet, "My bad. It's a bit cramped in here. No elbow room. You should really watch where you stand."
The Guardian just stared at him, mouth open. And before anyone could say anything, he turned back to his guys.
