Sigrun watched as Ahmaht dashed off toward Veloen. When he was out of sight, her head turned to Zelgodis. Without speaking a word, she gave him a singular pat on the shoulder as she began to move forward, breaking into a brisk jog as she proceeded to down the path back to town. The armor weighed her down and limited her movement, it would be hard to match Ahamht's speed, nor maintain it for as long as he did. Even without the armor, it was doubtful she could even catch up to him in a race. At her pace, with momentary pauses here and there, it took her about 40 minutes to reach the gates of the town. The knight proceeded to walk straight to the inn, stopping to sit down at one of the tables to rest. She wasn't sure if Zelgodis was already here, and Ahmaht probably took Larea to her room already. She took a deep breath an slouched in her seat, wondering why she was wearing armor in the first place.