I didn't even have to look for them too hard. Their tiny brains made them return to their old haunt near the Abyss, where I found their trio harassing a passerby for everything he had, starting with life. They pinned him to the ground with javelins and let their birds feast on the man's body, laughing amongst each other at his cries of pain all the while.
They stopped laughing when they saw my approach. Their faces paled, and even their birds distracted from their meal, when I silently hovered over their heads.
"Hmm, I don't see you doing the task I gave you. Let me guess, you didn't even spread the food around—you just took it for yourselves and praised your luck?" The bandits' fearful faces were an answer just as positive as their scared thoughts. "Didn't I scare you enough? Or are you that stupid? Which?"
Well, they certainly were afraid now, at least. But I had to do something more permanent to them. Leave them a memento. I brandished my claws.
