"Hardy har har, we have the funny guy here." Zehn only chuckle as he catch one of the bandit blade, not in any way bothered as the sharp steel digging into his palm. Before his tail come and smack the bandit across the face, knocking him unconscious. Liam has specifically said to keep the casulities as few as possible, a waste of effort in his opinion for these low life but who was him to judge?
He only sighed tirely as the bandit leader roar at him while swinging his crude metal sword, the rusty blade made contact with his claws before shattering into pieces.
He then grab the leader by his throat and lifted him up, making his staring right into his blood red eyes as he give him the fake most friendly smile he ever made. The blood that clung into his face and claws hardly help the image.
"Heya there fella, So, between you and me, here is the deal. You see that guy? Yeah, the bearded one with blue eyes? He's a really good guy. I mean really really good one. So here's his part of the deal. You, and your rag-tag group? Stop this embarrassing charades you called attack, save yourself and other you see? He's really against wasting human soul." A sharp tipped tail coiling like a snake, gently draw a little cut on his cheek, as the bandit stare at the Demon face.
"D-d-devil! Monster!" Zehn only nodded sagely.
"Yeah, yeah, but really? At this point? Don't you think that is your only choice now? Making deal with one?" Well technically he never had a choice to begin with, but details.
The leader nodded almost frantically, as Zehn dropped him off. Scrunching up his nose as he can smell amonia coming from the guy pants, really? Seriously?
"Oy Liam! I got the leader, sort of! He's kinda pissing himself....mind if i borrow some changes? I think he got my jacket!"
The remaining bandit's are already either captured, killed or scattered, running back to the forest, probably back to their camp. They seriously need to clean the bandit tribe after this.