The man who had gotten blasted into midair by the burst tire would be caught by a wave of sand. It would keep him from hitting solid ground at top speed, but he'd probably have sand in every orifice for the next week. 

[b]"See what you've done?"[/b] A young woman's voice floated through the air, disembodied. [b]"He just gets so grumpy when he's hungry!"[/b] A figure appeared, shimmering to visibility out of nowhere. She was dark skinned and heavily curved, her eyes bright orange behind a complex mask. Her hair was frost white and short, and she wore an orange robe decorated with an golden octopus. In the woman's hand was a shiny staff carved with all sorts of magic runes. A few of them were lit up with a strange light, one that stopped when the sand dropped the man with a thud. [b]"I'll have to hear about his missed burger for [i]hours[/i]."[/b]

She moved her hand in a slashing motion, and watched one of the unlucky thieves all but crumple, clutching his ears and screaming in pain. 

"Agggh- make the noise stop, make it stop!" 

Mirage moved forward, the staff held like a physical weapon along the length of her arm. She knew that the crook's partners could not hear what he did. That would cause enough confusion that it would be easier to separate and then disable all three of them completely.

"Now, gentlemen." She smiled, revealing teeth that were a bit too fine and sharp to be human. "Who's next?"