Rena moved through the Citadel City crowd with her hood pulled all the way forward and her head down, cutting through the fastest routes she knew from that part of the region to the Teleport Station.
She did not run. Running drew attention. She walked fast and deliberately, the way someone walks when they know exactly where they are going and have no interest in being stopped along the way.
The noise of the market chaos she had left behind was already fading into the general sound of the city as she put distance between herself and the scene. She did not look back. Looking back also drew attention, and more importantly, looking back would have slowed her down.
'Roman is still back there...'
She pressed that thought down hard and kept moving.
It had taken her hours of walk, and the sun and set and rose again before she got to her destination.
