On his way back though, he couldn't see things properly and due to his state of panic, he ran into a group of mobs and accidentally crashed into the body of one of the mobs. The mob did not flinch one bit as he was a large buff man. While the frail scrawny Sage fell right to the ground as he yelled in shock and pain, "Ah!".
The group of mob turned to see what had disturbed their day. "Hey, you got a problem kid?".
One of the mob asked and he did not sound happy about it at all. The mob that Sage crashed into turned around and when he saw Sage, a wicked smile spread across his face. "Don't be like that Carl, maybe he got some presents for us. He he he." he said while drawing his arm as a barrier between Sage and his friend Carl, ending his sentence with another wicked laugh.
The mob kicked Sage in the stomach. The other mobs laughed and joined in. Sage wasn't able to conjure any spells at the moment. He couldn't do anything. He was helpless.
After series of kicks, spits and beatings, the mobs rode on their motorcycle and left, but not without taking all of Sage's jewels first. Now his whole body hurt, moving a little would inflict serious pain onto him, so he just lay there, with tears running down his cheek. Thunder began to cackle, lightning began to flash, the sky began to pour, dropping millions of tiny water droplets to the land below. Sage would catch a cold if he stayed in the rain, but there was nothing he could do, he couldn't move at all. So he stayed there. He closed his eyes, and lay there, alone.