Cassian gasped in shock, "What just happened?" as he stepped out from the wreckage of the carriage, which was partially destroyed with the top completely gone.
While helping Robert free himself from the debris that had trapped him, Cassian anxiously surveyed their surroundings. His heart raced when he noticed the headless body of the coachman slumped in the seat. "We need to hurry, Robert," he urged, pulling the man away from the wreckage and toward a nearby building, all the while conscious of the thick fog surrounding them.
Fortunately, they found shelter as Cassian, heart racing, ducked into an alley between the buildings. Cautiously peering out, he asked, "Hurt anywhere?"
"Just some scratches," Robert said, glancing at his leg which was trapped beneath the debris of the broken carriage. He turned to the alert Cassian, and asked, "What about you?"
