The bandits were very clear on what to do in this kind of situation. Over their long careers of raiding, killing, and raping, they had come across more than a few powerful figures, but they had always managed to escape by running like there was no tomorrow. The leader was seated on the head of the arcane rat. The moment he felt the power coming from the man before him, he jumped off the rat and turned tail without giving his people a single word of warning.
"Sacrifices must be made," he thought. In his thinking, he could always create another bandit group. Things such as comradery were only for fools too weak to accept that each person comes to this world alone and they must leave alone. The bandit leader believed that he was one of the few who accepted the loneliness of life.
