Zod was unsure of what to do in the particular situation, he wanted to trust him, but also realized that man had tried to blow him halfway to hell. He thought of his time as a starving young man, and had sympathy. Although the man had tried to take his money, the bag of gold still weighed his pack nonetheless.
His mind also went to the guard, although being attracted to his location because of the explosion, the army had probably been dispatched anyways having killed such a high profile target on a day like today. If he hadn't been in this fight with Alder, the army would've most likely taken him by surprise further down the road. The sounds of war lay in stark contrast to the city's ruckus which could still be heard, although faintly. The man's sudden wave of intuition snapped him out of rage.
Gently attempting to retrieve his sword from his former enemy now companion, he offered a hand to the kneeling man through the smoke, to help him on his feet.
"We'll never outrun them, but there are other options. We can fight our way out. If you help me do that, I'll give you half of what I got from the job."
Though the army would be attracted to the cloud, it would also serve as a great distraction while they pick apart single enemies who attempted to enter it or linger. "Lets wait till they get close, then hit them with everything we got. Try not to kill anyone, that'll only increase our bounty." said Zod grimly.
