The Captured Follower

You stumble into the town, drawing eyes with your torn body, gory arm alongside a dented brass one. Many people step out of your way as you walk into a bar. Sitting down a man walks up to you offering a free drink. You thank them and drink from the glass, looking down at a newspaper held in your one good arm. Every eye in the room is turned on you. You chuckle and down the rest of your drink.
The next day you get a ride to your hometown, meeting with your brothers and repairing your injuries.

Ending: Brutal Fighter