"Damn!" The thief that was smart enough to run without attacking dashes into the depths of the woods, zigzagging between trees in an attempt to throw off the faster Heroes chasing him. If his partner was killed, it was his fault for wasting time with a fight.

Said partner was too shocked to make a move as Lydia drained his power. He may as well have given up if the sound of a rock hitting the nearby tree didn't alert and remind him that there were more after him. He stuck two fingers in his mouth and let out a loud whistles before running after the other.

Duster by now had jumped out of the haystack and joined the others in the chase. The thief that was closer to the ranch seemed taken care of; his focus was on whoever else was in the forest.