Why waste strength when you have a brain?

The voice came again, this time colder, sharper, dripping with authority. It reverberated off the cliffs, making it sound like the entire pass had been filled with the voice of a furious titan.

"If anyone dares to attack, I will naturally send them to their death."

The bandits exchanged worried glances.

Their leader clenched his fists, his mind racing. Whoever was in that carriage was no ordinary person, no easy target. 

He even felt like the person was speaking to them, to him.

The air became thick with tension, and the leader was just about to signal a retreat when the voice thundered again.

"Now get lost, and don't disturb my rest again."

The wind stilled as suddenly as it had started, leaving a deafening silence in its wake.

"!"

Leader's eyes widened ever so slightly, his heart pounding as if the voice had spoken directly to him. There was no mistaking the authority in those words.

'He k-knows...'