Justin looked up at Erica as she entered his room. Gone were the heels and dress she usually wore, now she was wearing a tight travelers cloak with leggings and boots.
He had thrown away his own armor and sword, choosing instead to grab a mana weapon and his own cloak. His three guards lay crumpled against the wall, tied up and gagged.
She looked at the guards, exhaling sharply while pinching the bridge of her nose.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" He asked calmly, regarding the guards warily. "It is not too late for you to turn back and continue your life."
