His task complete the god left Koreshian and his body visibly sagged as his left arm hung useless at his side.  He held Bane in his right and stumbled back toward Gerald like a drunken man. Slowly the massive barbarian regained his bearings and walked with more purpose but he was clearly exhausted. The din at the metal wall behind them grew louder and louder. It would hold a while and the weight of the dead would hold a while beyond that. They now had time because dislodging the wall would take them time as it would for them to reroute to other exits.<br/><br/>Koreshian broke into a light distance eating jog as he passed the King “let’s go.” Were his only words and his pace was rather good. But the dangling arm slowed him and made him more awkward than normal. But with a dogged determination he kept putting one foot in front of the other. Once they regained horses then things would get simpler if not easy. He did not wait for Gerald or look back to see if he followed it was as one got to know the man typical of the Wolf barbarian. Few words and gruff gestures and soon the entrance the other two had slipped out was at his face bright light and fresh air but still Koreshian did not pause.<br/>