*As soon as Faye was free from her bindings, she seemed to slip from her chair, slowly dropping down onto the floor, landing hard on her knees. With the rope finally gone from her mouth, Faye coughed a few times, spitting blood aside. She dragged herself to a wall that was quite apart from the action. Her brain couldn't cope with what was going on, not to mention how weak she felt, and the raw pain her ankles and wrists.

The opposing 'crew' were rapidly disappearing, some dead or indeed dismembered, while others screamed and tried to make their way to safety. Whatever money their boss would offer them wasn't worth this. The ringleader, still trying to hide, grabbed a couple of pistols and shot directly at Thash - blaming him for most of this. The man isn't good with a gun, but he's scared, so he isn't paying attention to where the gun is aimed. He continued to shoot as often as he could, yet still trying to make his way over to Faye*

Money! Where's my money for her?!