Aery winced at the sound of the guards falling like dominoes. She sprinted for the window, hurled herself out of it. She hadn't gotten quite enough propulsion out of the window and just barely managed to snag onto the ladder, just a couple of rungs before the ground. It felt like her shoulders got wrenched out of their sockets, but... She was alive, wasn't she?
She headed down the alleyway, all the way down to the end where they'd have to either turn or scale another building. She crouched behind a pile of garbage, waiting for Shadow to make an appearance. And then she had an idea. A broken piece of curved glass to focus the light of the sun on a greasy paper. A small, rather smoky fire lit on the paper, which she twisted into a long thin torch-like thing. She had numerous balls of greasy parchment ready, and once Shadow got out... She'd throw the burning bits of paper into their refuge. Make the guards work through smoke and fire in order to get to them.