Unlike previous combatants, the bandits were quite unwilling to fight when they realized just who had come for them.

"Kill the ones inside and go!" shouted one of them, even as many of his comrades fell dead from the Iron Roses' defense of the carriage. The bandits at the door of the carriage were rather quick to open the door, one hand coming to the handle.

He was answered by a blade going through his chest, piercing the wood from inside the carriage. It was a long, heavy sword, and it withdrew from the bandit's body only after impaling him entirely. He fell to the ground limply, and the men behind him looked on in fear.

Fanilly, who had now met the bandits in combat herself and dismounted one of them with a sword through the chest, looked up in time to see the carriage door open.

The figure that stepped out was a striking one. Tall, the characteristic shape of of the normally two-handed sword known as a Zweihander gripped in one hand. They were clad entirely in pitch-black body concealing armor, their head too covered by a helmet. Perhaps some among the knights would realize they had heard a similar description recently, and acknowledge what a strange coincidence this was. But at the moment the tall black knight simply descended on the panicked bandits near the carriage with a vengeance, cleaving one of them entirely in two.

The rest were rather quick to flee, or die at the hands of either the Iron Roses or the Black Knight.

Once the short skirmish was over, Fanilly dismounted, allowing herself to think and focus beyond the short battle. Such a tall, black knight, they reminded her of Tyaethe in a way. Though Tyaethe was an even more striking(and in a way confusing) figure. They said nothing, and did not move from a position near the carriage, their Zweihander resting on their shoulder now.