The brutality of the bandits knew no boundaries. Sometimes it even seemed that these hordes of ruthless souls were more bloodthirsty than greedy. And yet the valiant defenders of the Empire managed to contain the fierce onslaught of the enemy and force them to flee. At least this was the impression in the Empire's capital, although the reality was a little different.

"Come on, come on, come on!" - .the chief robber was giving orders from the top of a menacing-looking giant lizard, pointing in the direction of the nearest apartment building. Then, as if to show what is what, the robber grabbed a flame bomb and shouted, "Catch a present, you dogs!”, throwing it over the roof of the building on the opposite side, while his mates laughed at this as if he had said something funny. His attention was then diverted by a dust storm coming his way. As it approached nearer, it was actually a watch party that was running towards him as if it had just seen a ghost.
- “There it was..." The watchman shouted from 10 feet away, pulled his mask off his face, took a deep breath, and continued, “The boss! The boss! He has sent word!”
- “What is it?” - The chief asked without much interest.
- “It’s a big deal, brother!” - the messenger answered, with a crooked grin on his face,
- “Can it really be?!” - He became a little tense and in an almost cynical tone.
- “I’ll give you a sample!” - The sentinel opened his pouch, reaching inside. “The gold of the pharaohs awaits us, brother” his words hardly recognisable as he mouthed from between a repulsive smile.
- What a wonderful day” - The chief replied in a satisfied tone, scratching his face from under his hideous mask, and started to hum a happy tune with his whistling while getting ready to depart.

Unfortunately, his merry mood was interrupted by a flurry of imperial arrows hitting him as they rained from the sky. “On no, was that not your plan, brother…?”, the sentinel mocked, the irony in his voice not even trying to disguise itself. "Don't worry though, your share won't be wasted“, the most insidious of grins on his lips as he gazed on the writhing body of the dead lizard. The robber then hurriedly pulled back his mask over his face, jumped on his ram, and rushed away. From a distance, you could see the dust forming a far-off boundary as the robbers from all around retreated out of sight running away.

Heroes, the robber's raid is repulsed - and the imperial villages are safe again!