Aiden pulled up the hood he had made with the leather tunic, riding through the plains. The roman city came into view after a few hours of riding, getting off the horse he led her to a stable to where the person there could take care of her. With that he made his way toward the colosseum, people would look at him every now and then but he didn't attract attention.

Looking toward the area, where the stairs led down to the dungeon under the arena. Guards were at ready, frowning slightly. This would be harder than he had first thought, a sigh escaped his lips before he brought his hood down. Not many people would recognize the Celt, with that he looked at his options.

The best one he knew was to take out the guards, with that he ran forward hitting them both in the chest. Before kicking them in the head, grabbing the keys and opening the door. Going to the dungeon, he made his way toward Alexius's cell but froze when he saw the princess there.