Rushing off in a frightened manner the yielded bandit tried to flee as fast as he could. In the meanwhile, Marric caught up with the bandit group's leader. The pathetic man had barelly avoided stumbling on the forest ground, where as Marric practically flew over the terrain in his pace, reaching the man soon enough even amidst the branches and the bushes.<br/><br/>As Marric caught up with him he yelped before a swing nearly hit his face, the frightened man raising his hands up in the air. "I yield! I don't want to die!" The man had almost literally shat himself on seeing how tough Marric could be, from the looks of it this man would not be back to thieving or trying banditry around this area at least after this if he got away.<br/><br/>Not that the swordsman had looked any less convinced about seeking a honest living after this.