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Taking a moment to breathe, Shade managed a soft sigh. This mission had not gone smoothly, in the slightest. They were all alive, and more or less well, but this was not an outcome he could have hoped for. “Heading back for the lamp is probably our best bet,” the assassin commented. He proceeded to slip down the alcove, and landed weightlessly on his feet before a slender hand moved towards the blade at his back. “I’ll take us back there, come on,” the boy commented, looking towards the heightened ledge, “we just need to be quiet, and careful.” 

Despite their numbers having been lowered, the cockroaches were a they would gain nothing from. These monstrosities were not a part of any quest, and they were incredibly dangerous. With quiet steps, Shade continued through the sewers, his hand gently grasping his blade in case of another ambush, or attack. Even though his eyes felt at home in this darkness, he could not consider anything else a source of comfort, with a stench rivaled only by the aggression of sewer company.

It felt like a longer stride indeed, considering how the last time they had come this way, the group had been running. However, no matter the handful of minutes Shade spent trodding through a moist and wet stone walkway, he would eventually see a dim light in the distance. It was their lantern. “There,” came a soft whisper from the young Dark Elf, who continued to quietly move forward, his silhouette now making itself known due to the light. 

Upon approaching their savior, Shade extended his hands and carefully wrapped his fingers around the lantern’s handle. The others could see now, even if the light had managed to harm his own sight, but a small margin. “I guess that large gathering of rats up north that I saw, was a nest, then,” Shade commented, thumbing over his shoulder. “It’s easy to fine, just follow this walkway,” he continued, motioning towards the stone beneath their feet, and made room for Guard Lady to walk past him.