hafrogman
Adventurer
The rage still fuels Kylest for a moment, but once it becomes clear that he can't catch her immediately, the chase begins. The further behind he slips, the more he feels the burning agony in his chest. When Arden and Krethan finally slip from his sight, the anger leaves him completely, and he stops dead in his tracks. He collapses against a building wall as he tries to recover his composure, breathing deeply, every breath causing a pain as it stretches his wound.
Eventually, he is able to recover enough to recognize his surroundings. He's no longer in an arena beneath Stonheim. He's in the human city. He cleans and sheathes his blade, but there is nothing he can do about the blood that covers him, both his own and Durm's. He tries to find his bearings, and wearily begins trudging back to the alleyway. . . or at least his best guess at where the alleyway is.
Eventually, he is able to recover enough to recognize his surroundings. He's no longer in an arena beneath Stonheim. He's in the human city. He cleans and sheathes his blade, but there is nothing he can do about the blood that covers him, both his own and Durm's. He tries to find his bearings, and wearily begins trudging back to the alleyway. . . or at least his best guess at where the alleyway is.