You fly up overhead, giving her a safety net if she gets into trouble, but the other bandits laugh at you.
"Come on, big guy. Twenty bits I can make you collapse."
"Oohohoh, you're on!"
He laughs, looking at his friends.
"She doesn't even have a weapon."
You see her move with surgical precision, jabbing at the side of the throat of the stallion almost twice her size. His eyes go wide as he starts choking and sputtering, disoriented enough that she can shove him to his hindlegs, giving him a hug and kneeling her right in the groin with a hindleg, the stallion collapsing with a weak, miserable whimper, coughing and holding his hurt jewels and dignity.
"I studied anatomy."
The other bandits are all too stunned to react, but she doesn't stop, grabbing the neck of an empty bottle with her teeth, smashing it against the table to make the ends jagged, narrowing her eyes at the sitting bandits, speaking muffled through the bottle.
"Ahny oher thakers?"
There is a stunned silence then laugher.
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