all it takes is one blow

"Are you strong?" He asked.

"I'd say so"

"Then let's wrestle". I nodded and stood, "First to the floor loses and we'll do a best of three"

"Sure". We shook hands and began. He had a clear size advantage over me and presumably longer reach so I began closing distance quick. I grabbed hold of his color and as he began to reach our for my head, I placed my left leg behind his and tripped him. We both dropped but he touched the ground first and I'd won. No words were spoken but it seemed like he'd be trying harder now. Immediately after we shook hands he charged at me, arms out ready to tackle me. I grabbed hold of him and tried to shift him to the side but like a rabid animal he simply rammed at me. I dropped together with him but since he had done the takedown I'd lost. We shook for the third and once again, he charged at me. I ducked down below the waist and grabbed between his legs while headbutting him. I lifted him up above my knee and slammed him down into the sand. The others cheered and when he got up he shook my hand saying, "You're good".

"Thanks, you're good too, do you train?" I asked. It was clear he didn't but I still asked to avoid awkwardness.

"No, everyone here just likes fighting and I wanted to see if I could beat someone foreign" he said chuckling to himself before stopping, "anyways, you wanna help us do something?"

"Help with what?". He pointed to the left side of the town,

"Some folks there, they took from my brother but they got numbers on us, and the one who took from my brother is strong apparently"

"Sure I'll help but we have to do it now since I'll be busy tomorrow" I responded

"What if they have weapons though?" Asked a boy in the group, smaller than the rest

"Go home quick and get anything you can find, use it only if it gets serious though" said the boy I'd fought. I'd forgot to ask him his name but considering I'd be leaving tomorrow there was no point. I really had no reason to be helping them either except boredom. Half of the group had gone off running home to get weapons. I had a dagger but if things got serious I would not be risking my life for these people I just met. "Do you have a weapon" asked the boy,

"No"

"Then here, it's called a gun" he said handing me a weapon which was strangely curved, "Pull that trigger and a rock comes flying out of the hole, try one out". I pointed it out to the sea and pulled it. It had a loud bang and went fast and far. "It's pretty good right, her uncle made it" he said pointing at the girl who'd spoken to me before. You can even kill a pig with it, all it takes is one blow