N-no, I-I'm not... y-your... a [i]woman[/i]... I-I- [i]He was cut off as the branch underneath him snapped, falling down into thick underbrush. The bandits turned on him, until the wolf jumped from the bush to attack. Cryo gained his bearings, drawing his gun and firing silenced shots at the bandits. One attempted to blow a horn, and got out a short blast before being hit. The small party of 6 was dead, and Cryo sighed, ejecting the cartridge from his pistol, inserting individual bullets into it.[/i] More will be coming... y-you coming o-or wh-wh-what?