Disclaimer: No I don't own Soul Calibur.
AN: This idea hit me while playing SCIII, after defeating the bandits with Kilik. The character is the redheaded female bandit.
Sarah rubbed her head, hoping to take away some of the pain. Not surprisingly, it didn't work. She turned and looked in the direction the tall, dark-haired stranger with a staff had gone. What was it he said? Ah yes, 'Looks like you need to train some more.' Easy for him to say. He didn't look like he was living on the edge, struggling to survive.
But then again, he'd spared their lives. Most warriors would've simply killed them on the spot, that was the way the world worked. The man seemed to have a higher purpose in life, something he valued more than life itself. What was it like to have that kind of purpose? Did it help? Rachel wasn't sure, but perhaps, just perhaps, she ought to try. Making her decision, she stood up and faced the leader of their gang.
"Jamie, I need to talk to you…"
And yet another soul joins the quest for Soul Calibur and Soul Edge.
