Rhaak had heard the footsteps and shouts in the distance, as well. Somewhere a woman squealed and a camel gave a guttural cry. "Where are they?" A rough voice called, and Amira would see peasants being shoved out of the way by the armored Mamluks who served as the Jannisary's vanguard. The Pit Fighter didn't know what crime his new master had committed, but she was being pursued nonetheless. 

He didn't ask why. Questions would come later if he felt she was in a speaking mood. But as of now, old habits died hard. The shallow red light of the burning sun that filtered through the tent was just enough illumination for him to get the scope of the room. His callused hands swiftly began to feel around the hut for any loose boards or hidden doors, knocking and pressing. 

He found none. He'd rather not break through some of the parts made of timber and clay, but that might be what they had to do. He backstepped and turned to his master. "Get behind me, Mas-" only to feel an uneasy part of the ground beneath his feet once he had stepped. The ground felt fragile and...wooden. Hurriedly, he swept away the carpets under his feet to reveal a wooden hatch that led below the shop. 

He grabbed the bronze latch and opened up the hatch. Dust and stuffy air billowed out, but below he could make out a tunnel they could reach if they survived a short drop. Hoping beyond hopes that she was not going to chastise him for taking the initiative, he grabbed her hand and pulled her toward the open hatch. It would be daunting to see the hole with no stairs, and so he promptly picked her up with one hand and grabbed the latch with the other, leaping down into the hole and closing it on his way down through gravity. 

He landed on his feet roughly, and swiftly placed the Sorceress on her feet. Below them was nothing but sand and fallen rags. To the left was a decaying corpse, its rotting flesh bedecked in the livery of an alchemist. Someone the old man perhaps wanted to disappear silently. Rhaak wondered how he could see anything down here, but in the distance there was a light. The tunnel that led out looked man made, with wooden rafters mixed with the rent earth.
[@Penny]