Caught!
I was so stupid.
I fell asleep in an abandoned barn after running for three days. My legs couldn't have taken another step if I'd wanted too, but I should have hidden myself better, I should have tried to lay a false trail. They found me fast asleep and exhausted. They roughly manhandle me and tie my hands behind my back. They knock me out with the pommel of one their swords and everything goes black.
When I come to, I slowly assess my situation. The fact that I'm alive means that the reward for taking me alive is greater than dead.
Good.
I feel my bonds. Rope!
I resist smiling. These fools weren't told about my particular talents, then.
I rest as much as I can in the meantime. They give me no food, and shove some water into my mouth. I can taste the sleep agent mixed in. I spit it out as soon as they move away from me to another slave tied in their convoy. I wait for the slavers to stop for the night and settle into camp. It's quiet and the only guard is looking away from the fire and the slaves.
I phase through my bonds and silently slip behind the guard. Before he can acknowledge my breath on his neck, I'm crushing his heart in my hand.
I take the guard's dagger and dispatch the other slavers in short order. They die in silence.
I release the other slaves, ignoring pleas to take them with me or become their master.
I take back my armor and weapons. I refill my own stash of food from the slavers supplies.
I leave the confused slaves behind. They'll probably be recaptured as soon as the next group of slavers comes through the area. However, that is none of my concern.
I will not be captured again.