The bandits have the gain from their lead, but Enoch's head start and being the first to fall into a run turned to his favor. The three bandits almost made it to the lake, their weapons and whatever ill-gotten loot they may of garnered clinking and clacking from their sprint. Enoch meanwhile was similarly sprinting, his robes fluttering from the speed as his steps hit the ground with a soft thud.
The First bandit jumped into the lake and quickly started making his way, his training and strength moving him quickly through the rippling surface. The Second dove. The Third twitched. He had just been struck by a searing bolt of light in the back, sending him tumbling to the edge of the water. A second hit struck just a short ways ahead of grasping bandit, denying him the succor of the water.
The other two swam harder when they heard their companion scream.
The man in the lead finally reached the other shore. He took several steps forward in a hurried scramble before thinking twice to head back and help his straggling friend. Seems the Second bandit took on too much loot, moving across the water at a much slower pace. But when turning back, the First bandit was met with the sight of what once remained of his lost companion, and more distressingly, the robed mage still running after them. Atop the water.
An axe sliced through the air towards the mage, but Enoch merely sidestepped it. The second fell too short, the third another dodge. The mage smiled wide as his hand glowed and he focused on the still swimming bandit. There was a wet thud as the fourth axe found its mark however, sending the mage stumbling back on the water. The man coughed up blood and fell beneath the waves, the light in his hand vanishing with the impact. Water bled red where the mage had vanished, slowly drifting out as the rising bubbles soon faded.
The two bandits met on the shore, looking into the lake, each panting with exhilaration and disbelief. They made it!
The soaking bandit clasped his ally on the shoulder for his eagle-eyed throw, thanking him for saving his life. Truly this was a day of mixed blessings. The First turned to the Second, but before he could speak there was a splash as a brown and red blur rammed into his friend and latched on. The Second could only get a glimpse at the blur's face, streaked black and grinning from ear to ear, before the both of them fell into the waters with a final splash. There was a brief flash under the waves.
The First, now the Last, didn't even pay his final respects before sprinting for all he was worth. He was done. Done with fighting, done with banditry, done with freaking armies and their freaking mages and their stupid--the Last 'oomphed' as he tumbled forward and hit the dirt gracelessly. A root? But... A second thud knocked the air out of the man as the mage fell upon him, the robed monster's knees firmly in the poor bandit's gut.
"It has been far too long! The exhilaration, the pulse, the hunt... Why, I could practically sing a song." There was a soft humming and one final flash of light from across the lake.
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