Silence...
The two men stared at one another. Red Beard with a deep frown while Hal stared with a mild smile having pulled back his hand.
Neither said a word after Hal's announcement.
The first to break the tense silence was not from red Beard's party or from Hal's party, it was one of the merchants.
"What?" He said with an incredulous tone and who could blame him. This all seemed like a joke that he found a little hard to believe.
Hal turned to the merchant who had spoken with one of his brows raised,
"Did I speak in a different language? I said I came here to kill him" Hal said with a nod in Red Beard's direction.
He was not an idiot and neither were the ladies with him. They knew Red Beard's party were not so dumbfounded by his words to actually not take action. They were waiting for the full force of the bandit camp to surround the tent.