'Creak!' The sounds of the insects appeared in the forest; something had awakened them at night.
'Whoosh,' some figures went past the area covered in trees; the cloak of one of them was stuck on a branch, which made it harder for him to run.
He stopped and pulled it with force.
'Tear' He succeeded, but his cloak was torn in the process. He ignored it and started running again.
He felt a chill all around his body. It was as if something was staring at him.
The bandit ran with full force, ignoring everything, but noticed the danger to his life still existed.
He felt like an invisible blade was handing him before his neck, slicing it whenever it wished.
In desperation, the bandit looked at the other bandit not far from him, clenched his fist, and took out his staff.