The hooded figure's eyes gleam with malice as they make a grab for the amulet. With lightning-fast reflexes, you dodge their grasp and push them back against the alley wall. 'This belongs to me now,' you declare, your voice firm and unwavering. The figure snarls in frustration, realizing that you're not an easy target. Suddenly, a crow caws loudly from above, breaking the tense silence.