Jacques glanced back in surprise as Scout pulled herself up into the saddle behind him.
"Ah, beinvenue a bord Scout." He said, then flinched aside as Long Fang rushed up and leapt right up beside him. Couleuvrine whinnied in fright and wheeled away from it.
"Then do not use them! I will not see this land defiled!" He called back, before levelling his musket at a soldier and pulling the trigger. A black cloud of acrid smoke engulfed he and Scout, and a lead ball hurled itself from the barrel and through the throat of the unfortunat man. A moment later his comrades were destroyed by explosions.