Soldiers were everywhere--either a bandit or a Goldenblade ambush, though given the discipline of the attack Heidra knew these could be no paltry robbers. She darted a glance across her surroundings, finding a narrow alleyway between an inn and an adjoining house for a potential escape route. With a jump she dashed forward...and fell flat on her face in the dirt. Biting back a curse, she struggled to rise, turning her head back. She hadn't noticed that one of her feet had fallen off. Now she really cursed: she still wasn't used to her decomposing body and the absence of pain to notify her of the state of her body parts. 

She also saw that one of the Ironbanes had noticed her escape and was running toward her with sword drawn. With a grunt she rolled her body as fast as she could in the opposite direction, noticing before it was too late she was hurtling toward Leo...