"We can't just leave him, Trent." Kate argued. "If they find him and he tells them where we were headed or what we were disguised as we're dead. Even if he doesn't tell them, he's dead and I have not the slightest idea what he's done that would make him worthy of death, on our account no less!"

Kate ran her hands through her still damp hair exasperated. Their plan either way they went was horrible at best. She didn't like the idea of having no weapon to defend herself with. She was trained in hand to hand combat but that didn't do much against long range opponents...or an up close battle with a blade. She was a Soturi, sure, but she had limited knowledge of her abilities. She could do a few cheap parlor tricks but nothing worth boasting about.

"How do you expect me to walk in those shoes anyway? We'll be dead from the pace I'll be able to manage in those."

Kate sighed. "Isa be damned if we aren't all fools."