Kalen didn't bother to wince or flinch at all. That was all he could do was to just get out of the area. He could hear the centaurs close behind as he threw himself through the glass doors. While for the most part, he felt relatively fine--if just a few scrapes and loose cuts.

He couldn't see the streak across his face. But at this point, he was sweating too hard to figure out he was injured in the first place.

"Are you good?" Kalen asked quickly, sweeping in a deep breath. "We may have to fly and get out of here."

Blood was a powerful scent and an easy tracker.

Unless they weren't on the ground.

But flight, now, was a threat as well. Especially if the centaurs were armed. So he just kept running with her in his arms. "Janet, are you good?" He echoed the words, breathless. "Can you see if they're behind us?"