"Give me your sword, Selene, I'll need it to show these guys that you can't just take on a knight and expect that being a bandit will save you," She drew her blade and handed it to him, "Now, let her leave, kill me if you will, but not her," He drew his blade and held both in front of him. He looked at the men as they drew blades that seemed that they would snap if they collided with another blade. He chose one and dash at him and used his blade to slam his blade into the floor, and as he expected, the hilt broke off of the blade. He spun and brought the sole of his foot between the man's legs, making him crumple to the floor. He turned around and blocked another blade as Selene looked on, not wanting him to have to deal with the men targeting her. He spun and used Selene's blade to slash at the man's leg, cutting it above the knee, making him stumble as he placed that leg on the floor. He jumped and slammed his knee into the side of the man's head and his body hit the floor, limp, unconscious. He glared at the three other men, "Take them and leave, if I get a whiff of you, you are going to suffer much more," The men picked up their two fallen comrades and then fled. Aaron put his blade back in it's sheath and then pulled out a rag and began cleaning Selene's blade before handing it to her, "Thank you, Selene."