Arslan ventured forth into the outside, by simply just passing the threshold between the inside and the outside.
He instantly felt it.
The miasma hit him like a tsunami wave, it entered his lungs so fast and made him feel sick so swift, that it pushed him to his knees.
The heavy feeling burned on his shoulders, like the weight of a thousand suns, he felt himself drive deeper into the endless abyss.
He was becoming insane.
Just then he remember a way out of his predicament.
The Shepard had crafted two anti miasma masks for him and Arslan. So he pulled it out of his pocket, and put it on with a swift movement.
Peace washed over him and he was able to take a deep clean breath.
It was enough to bring him back to reality and to his present situation.
Arslan needed to find Gangplank, a pirate who just so happens to be his boss.
He needed to go there as so to pay the doctor for saving the Shepard - his Shepard.
There was no time to loose, Arslan picked up and continued walking onward towards the under bellow of this city.