[ Before I-Pin could question her why she was there, she noticed that the barrage of arrows came to a pause as the mice-bandits prepped their arrows. As she took the opportunity to charge at another one--the little thing trying to run away--and knock it unconscious, the others around it began to scatter. She glanced up, yet again, squinting up at the figure. ]
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Okay, so, why are you here?