[i]JT's left hand pulled itself to his left ear as he holstered the revolver in his right, and the horse started going to the Dojo on its own. "Whiskey Team, rendezvous with Alpha and Foxtrot, keep the village protected. Couple bandits, your platoon should be able to keep them in check." JT spoke with a tone of command to his words. It seemed the cowboy must've led a sizable force at this point, maybe a PMC or a military sect. Either way, the Village of Dojoville was surely safe. [/i]