I really appreciate the help, but please hurry!
The shout of the crowd behind him was growing louder, a cacophony of excitement and desperation. The air was thick with anticipation as they realized their hero had escaped. Panic began to set in among the masses, each person eager to be the first to witness the hero's next move. In the midst of this chaos, he could hear the clanking of armor—soldiers, no doubt dispatched to retrieve him at any cost.
The momentary calm provided by the successful teleportation was short-lived. His mind raced, evaluating his options.
Should I try to blend into the crowd? No, they're already looking for me. Disguising myself might buy some time, but it won't take long before they figure it out. Should I fight my way out? That would only make me more of a spectacle, exactly what I'm trying to avoid.