The robbed figure turned to him for a moment and laughed. "You think you can catch me. You are more than welcome to try. But I am afraid I have more pressing matters but if you insist on pushing your luck and dying here then be my guest." The figure chuckled rather coldly as it turned and crossed its arms across its chest. It took a few steps back and brought its arms up. "We shall see if your bravery holds up when you have an army of undead chewing on your back while you charge forward to try and kill me." The undead continued forward towards him.