"Dangerous wanted criminals? Then why is he dressed in such fine clothes? A man on the run would not have access to such things."

As he speaks, he dismounts and walks slowly towards the lead highwayman. The roar from the trees doesn't so much as make him jump (and while the spell was being cast, he had shot a quick glance in the mage's direction), but when it comes he suddenly lunges forwards. A dagger has slipped into his hand, and it's going straight at the man's throat.