Garin bent over to pick up the sword and threw it into a tree whilst keeping the gun to Alexander's head. "No. I'm not a dishonorable -blam!- like you. Now..." Garin stepped back from Alexander and lowered his shotgun. "I really don't want to kill you people, especially not this guy right here, I think his name is Alex or something. He's pretty cool. That guy over there might still be alive, I dunno. Either way, you can A, try to kill me, which will most likely end in a spray of brains and metal, or B, you can drop your sword, like he did, and I won't kill you. I could help that Greg guy, you three could come back to the Dojo, and start a new life. Sounds good, eh?"