The good news was, they had a clear path out of the city. Cyprus made sure of it, rushing ahead as fast as whatever force animated him could go. He led her out of the training grounds and the arena while barely seeing a single soul, and those that they did see weren't the talkative sort. He wondered if Shanna had had actual friends here, anyone she might want to share a longer goodbye with, but that chance had gone out the window the moment she stuck her sword in the guard. The only people they saw were more slaves and Immortals, who had heard about Shanna's newly granted freedom, and let her pass by with little more than a look. Some looks more jealous than others, particularly among the slaves. She represented basically their only path out of slavery, and yet the path she took was inaccessible to pretty much all of them. She had the strength to be the top gladiator in the arena, the only one with a shot at freedom, and also the charm to ensure that the Sorcerer-King actually made good on the promise to let her go. Anyone else would just be stuck in limbo until they were struck down by a lucky opponent.<br/><br/>And Shanna had very nearly squandered that. If she hadn't managed to fare so well against the guard, their adventure might have come to a swift and painful end. Physically painful for her, and emotionally painful for both of them.<br/><br/>"So here's the good news," he said, his tone making it clear he was still exasperated with her decision to kill the man instead of taking a more subtle course of action. "There's no one around, so we can get out of here just fine. Once we're in the city, we can blend in. Or we could if you weren't dressed like that." He didn't want to discourage her, not when that outfit made her so lovely to look at, but the drawbacks were obvious. "Which brings us to the bad news: We have nothing. No horse, no provisions, and, unless you're hiding a coinpurse somewhere in those three square inches of clothes you're wearing, no gold to purchase either of those things. So we have two options. Stick around and try to get those things here, or make a run for it on foot and seek help in one of the outlying villages. I'm going to strongly advocate for option B."<br/><br/>He had no interest in spending any more time around the Sorcerer-King than he had to, but he couldn't force Shanna to comply, and he didn't know how well she traveled. Could she even walk long distances in those thigh high boots? "Or if you're feeling especially suicidal, we could steal what we needed."