Though they would probably have no idea, he had sized every one of them. He had observed their posture, their composure, their body size and the way they held the weapons in their hands. Of course, it wasn't easy to say and perhaps, it wasn't exact, but he came to the temporary conclusion that they were amateurs. Maybe some of them had the sheer confidence a true warrior needed, but whether they had fought quality battles was a different issue. Whether they knew how to approach a skilled fighter like himself was another issue entirely.
The young man with the arrow was a problem. Now it didn't matter whether you were the best warrior in all the realms, if a well-aimed arrow pierces you in the wrong place, it was game over. But in Dilan’s case, if the arrow hit him anywhere at all, wit
