The two horses laid pinned underneath the carriage. One had a huge gash on its right hind leg where the carriage had hit it when it flipped over. One of its front legs was caught in a spiked foothold trap. It neighed and kicked, desperately trying to shake off the trap and at the same time free itself form underneath the overturned coach. The second horse was luckier as it was merely trapped by the first horse's weight and partially by the carriage. The driver of carriage had been flung from his seat and now laid on the ground several feet away. He was unmoving, his neck twisted in an unnatural angle. 

The inside of the carriage fared no better than the outside. The baron laid among dented steel and broken glass. His face was ashen beneath a thick layer of blood continuously flowing from a deep gash on his forehead. His arms were wrapped tightly around Alessandra who appeared to have sustained only minor injuries but was unconscious.